The Birthday Boy

Since Saturday was Tyler's birthday, we decided to spoil him all day. If it were my birthday I'd want to be spoiled. Wouldn't you? As Steve got Tyler out of bed, he said "Happy Birthday Tyler." What was Tyler's response? A very enthusiastic "Chocolate Cake!" We had been telling Tyler that he couldn't have the cake until his birthday. He's a smart one! That morning for breakfast we made him the ultimate little boy breakfast; blueberry Mickey Mouse pancakes complete with a sippy cup full of chocolate milk. Like I said, he was spoiled.

After a good nap, we met my mom up at Chuck E. Cheeses for some games. Let's just say it was a little too much stimulus overload for him. He didn't want anyone to tell what he could or couldn't play or how to play it. He did have a good time in spite of the crowds. After dinner we had cake and ice cream and presents. And after receiving gummy worms AND gummy bears from family, he was one happy boy.

It is obvious he LOVED every minute of the much anticipated chocolate cake.



Today was our first visit to our new pediatrician. I was a little nervous for Tyler and how he would do. As our doctor came in Tyler yelled "Grandpa!" I knew we would be alright! Tyler is exactly 29 pounds (77%) and 37 inches tall (97%). He handled the shot well and as we left he even told 'grandpa' goodbye.