Oh The Cakes We Will Destroy

While it's embarrassing to be blogging about a birthday party a month later, I am still going to do it. Why? Because the party was cute, it was at our house, and I love the children! Also it involves our friends Matt, Alissa and Tate who live in Minnesota, so they barely get airtime on our blog anymore.


Birthday hats were in place.


A plethora of delicious party treats made and on the perfectly placed table.


Balloons (Max's favorite colors!) were blown up to extreme. Yes, we would be celebrating Tate and friend's (sorry...I suck with names) first birthday! These two kids were born within mere hours of each other in the same hospital and most likely will become bosom buddies, similar to twins but without all the pesky genetics.


The theme of the party was Dr. Seuss's "Oh the Places We'll Go!". They had a map on our wall that allowed everyone to put up tags where they had been and places they hope to go. It led to a very full map.





Wall 'o Photos. Wall 'o Preciousness.


Below is the cake...more on that later and why it looks like a gigantic clown mountain.


Ah...here they are. The birthday boy and girl and their proud parents.


Many other people came to celebrate, including Tyson and Alpha (who may or may not have been teething that day).


Bros before hos! Kickin it with the boys. Don't worry, the whole party wasn't a junior high school dance...there was inter gender mingling.


Max was there fixin his noggin. He has since graduated from his helmet to head nudity! Congrats Max!


The family. Miss there faces, but now I have this picture when I need a MAT fix.


Tate, like many little boys before him, had his moments where he was done with all the excitement and party action...but he forced a smile at me here.


A long standing tradition (one we may adopt) happened. One ear old babies in diapers on plastic with a cake to destroy. There was some confusion on what they should do.


Tate took a mini dip, but then decided messiness wasn't for him.


Seriously guys? You are always telling me not to play with my food.


Max has not learned that lesson yet and was eager...but his birthday isn't until New Years Eve, so you'll have to wait little buddy.