May 21st

 May 21st is one of my most favorite days ever!  Two of my favorite people ever were born on that wonderful day.  May is, however, a crazy month for me and often makes question my family planning so many years ago. 

My brain has been replaced with my passport and I am unable to plan very far in advance.  It makes the planner in me cry when another birthday or holiday sneaks up on me.  But I am usually in the middle of some fantastic travel plans and so I don't cry until it is too late.  Once again, looking ahead to the Memorial Day weekend, I forgot about the special days that would come first.  I tried to find a day for Jag to have a party, but kept running into the holiday, Davis' birthday, the end of school, or visitors.  So without any advanced warning I called Jag's 2 friends and tried to find a time in their busy day to send the friends over to play.  It all worked out wonderfully making me think that planning ahead really isn't necessary (actually Davis and I are already working on his party).

Jag wanted an Under the Sea party

My cute 8 year old with his cake.

With his friends Sage, Ryan, and Noah.  They ate octopus hotdogs, goldfish crackers, played games, and watched a movie.  Honestly one of the easiest parties ever and Jag still thinks his mom is awesome.  Little does he know.  Jag got to have Saturday as his birthday alone. 

Anya holding up 2 fingers -or 5.

I cry and cry to think that my baby is 2 already.  Oh, how we LOVE this little girl.

I am almost done with birthdays!  I still have leftover cake on my cupboard and no motivation to make another.  It was going to be Elmo, but I needed better food coloring so he wouldn't be pink.  Then cookie monster because I did have blue, but that was feeling like too much work.  So it ended up being a flower.  Not a pretty flower.

For the second year, Anya refused to even taste her cake.  She only wanted the chocolate chips out of the middle.  Actually she got this doll that says annoying phrases and that is all she wanted all night.

Blowing out the candles on his leftover cake.  A kid just can't do that too many times!

She had it all figured out this year.  Blow the candles, sing 'Happy Birthday', and rip open the gifts.  She's getting so very big.