Far too busy hanging decorations, doing dishes, cooking food, serving food, eating food, cleaning up, taking down decorations and wondering where the hell the weekend went and who the hell showed up in San Jose on Sunday evening... cause it sure as hell wasn't the Edmonton Oilers who were stinking up the joint and getting out-shot by a factor of two to one.
(also got my free Tim Horton's BBQ this weekend and got 'er set up. w00t!)
So in lieu of anything written today, here's another picture post of some of the birthday party from Saturday.
It is sooooo much fun watching Declan open presents. That may just show up on Wednesday.
It's my big brother's birthday party?? Just watch me steal the show... wearing my spit-up ascot.
(I swear to god he's been an entirely different baby the past week. Sure been nice.)
Dex hams it up with cousin Amanda (BANDA!!) from Lethbridge.
I am NOT KIDDING when I say this cake weighed TWENTY POUNDS. I am the only one in the house who could hold it with one hand. That is fondant icing comprising the canopy and trunks of the the Jungle Themed Cake. There is one piece left in the fridge as I write this and I PRAY that Amy eats it while I'm at work.
We went with a whole Jungle Theme for the day. Grass skirts all over the place and coconut palm trees. If you even THINK of saying that there are no coconut palm trees in a jungle, I will come over there and beat you about the head with the last piece of cake.
His cake and ice cream are a mess, but please note he's eating his strawberry quite daintily with a toothpick.
Dex is showing off his alphabet to Auntie Carie. Her heart melted into a big ol' puddle of runny, gooey heart-butter when she and cousin Amanda (BANDA!!) left on Sunday morning for the long drive back south and Declan waved and said, "Bye Caw-wie!"
Oh yeah, he totally owns her now too.
Uncle Buster totally gets pwned at basketball. Phreek.
Poor mutt gets mauled by a leopard.
Aaaaaaaaand... I'm spent.
FIN
Not a hockey fan, really, but I know the Dallas Stars fans around here are not happy about the way they went out.
That elder boy of yours certainly knows how to eat cake, and how to let it all go at the end of a long party.
Say, didn't you mention that you play(ed) cricket? What little I just read about it goes a long way toward explaining baseball's origins (at first they were not throwing it toward that guy "just because.") Pardon for my ignorance, but it's late and I prefer a layman's explanation to some cold, heartless Web site. Oh, and what's a "sticky wicket," besides what my gutter-brain envisions?
Posted by: Mark | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 12:27 AM
Mark, you must be mistaken, since I don't even have the faintest idea how to play cricket. Just a lot of guys in white pants running around a field from my perspective. And since you bring it up, neither do I have any idea what in the heck a 'sticky wicket' is!
Posted by: Simon | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 06:21 AM
From www.phrases.org.uk:
Meaning
A difficult situation.
Origin
A sticky problem - in cricketing parlance 'having a yielding surface after rain'. (The wicket being the strip of ground between the two sets of stumps)
:)
Posted by: Sarah | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 07:02 AM
Another in a long line of really fun reads (and looks). "The Fourth" was definitely with Declan. Tav gets more adorable every day! Thanks for sharing.
Pssst...Does Aaron have a girlfriend? ;-)
Posted by: Linda | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 08:43 AM
Linda:
Aaron is currently unattached AND is a new homeowner with a steady job. Nice.
Posted by: Simon | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 08:56 AM
Your child eats a strawberry the way my older son eats an ice cream. The damn thing could be running down his arm and he's still taking dainty little licks. Drives me batty.
You guys did a great job with the decorations! I'm lucky if the living room gets decorated, and that only happens if I have the time. Otherwise it's a "Happy Birthday" sign on the wall and balloons attached to the ceiling fan.
And that cake...I'd eat it!
Posted by: Kristen | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 09:13 AM
Kristen wrote:
On a toothpick?
Re:Cricket
Technically, the wicket is the three stumps and two precariously balanced bails that the batsman attempts to protect. A "sticky wicket" would be one that was struck by the bowl, and not knocked over. So traditionally, a "sticky wicket" is a difficult situation, or perhaps a stubborn person.
Posted by: Paul | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 09:50 AM
Looks like a WONDERFUL party. My son who is a big fan of toothpick and yesterday at brunch ate each hashbrown with a toothpick. TOOK FOREVER!
Watched the Edmonton game too. Sad.
Posted by: TerriTorial | Monday, 08 May 2006 at 10:00 AM
@ Paul - ok, just don't tell my Dad what I said (or rather believed to be true from another source (Ha, got out of that one!)). I'd be looking for a place to stay.
Posted by: Sarah | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 03:54 AM
Sarah,
Actually, Wikipedia did say that the ground around the stumps was generally referred to as "the wicket" as well.
And I decided that a more accurate description of a sticky wicket is someone who puts a damper on everyone else's fun.
Why are you all looking at me?
Posted by: Paul | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 06:39 AM
Actually, there ARE coconut trees in the jungle. In the Puerto Rican rainforest, that is... I'd call it a jungle. Excellent themed decorations, in any case.
I was at that game on Sunday. So. Much. Fun!
Posted by: Mel | Tuesday, 09 May 2006 at 03:23 PM