Last Sunday was Joe's 32nd birthday. Man, he's getting old. Sam thought he should have a Star Wars birthday. ND thought he should have a Dora birthday. We had a long talk about how we should think about what DAD would like for his birthday party and settled on Star Wars with a camo happy birthday banner. ND did have a hand in planning the menu and picked pink ice cream for her daddy.
The kiddos and I made the birthday cake. I took the easy way out and slapped a Darth Vader mask on top for decoration.
Here's my secret to throwing a great birthday party: invite a lot of nice people who like to cook. I tossed a ham in the oven and made some gravy while Teenie brought a salad, Grandma K brought fresh bread and Grandma A brought mashed potatoes. I practically did nothing...except for talk my husband into vaccuuming before his own birthday party.
Afterwards, those nice ladies cleaned up my kitchen. Seriously. It was the easiest birthday party I've ever thrown.
The party ended around 10pm with Sam deciding it was high time to go to bed and putting himself in his PJs without even being asked. Natalie Doris, on the other hand, insisted it was NOT time to go to sleep and she did NOT need a night time pullup. Sigh.
Happy birthday, Joe! Here's to a great year ahead.