An image like this can only imply one thing - A Birthday Party!!
The theme? Dinosaur Train party! For Max that could only mean pure happiness because this meant there was cake....shaped like a train...with candy....and dinosaurs all over it. Holy Heaven on Earth.
Man of the hour - William. Max and William were born within a week of each other and live a block from each other...they are buds in the way that new two year olds are. It means they don't scream "no" and rip each others eyes out. That means they like each other alot!
Max, entertained by balloons.
And making faces at his dad...a rare moment that he even looks at the camera when I have it.
Now, with a cake train as fabulous as this one, put at a level children can reach it, it was amazing to watch the kids and their restraint slowly unravel. First they stared and played with the plastic dinosaurs.
Then Max went in just to sample some candy...just a bit won't hurt?
Then licorice pieces started to disappear...
Alpha, while stronger than the boys in her restraint, was no match for the colorful goodness before her.
Jane. Precious beyond all things imaginable.
Peeps, talking shop and pretending they don't want to devour the cake as much as the kids do. But they do.
Proud mom Lauren sits with William for the big blow out! Wait, not diaper blow out but candle blow out.
Birthday joy perfection captured in this picture.
The kiddos were amazingly willing to be rounded up for some pics before the final cutting started.
Trust me, this would only last so long.
Then the big man of the hour got his first piece and took a bite! Success! Cake was amazing as it looked!
Right Max? Oh wait, sorry, didn't mean to bug you while you work on one of the three pieces you devoured.
Dinosaurs are pretty gangsta, and so are tattoos.
Mess with me and I'll get all TriTops in your grill SUCKA!
Even the sweetest of kids look more gangsta with a tattoo.
Happy Birthday Big Dub! You are a great friend!