I don't know how this happened, but my baby boy turned two years old yesterday. Where did the past two years go? I guess time really does fly when you're having fun.
We didn't have a formal birthday party for Nathan, but I don't think he minded. We didn't go all out like we did last year. Now that was a birthday to remember!
Last year, we took this poor kid to Wall Drug for the day. Tell me what kid wouldn't want to hang out at Wall Drug in a 'coon skin cap for the day?
Nathan started the birthday celebration the night before the big day. He received a package in the mail from Paw-Paw and Lady. He would have been completely happy with just the California Raisin they sent that used to be mine when I was a kid. I think I got it in a box of cereal or a Happy Meal or something. Anyways, Nathan liked playing with it while we spent time in Georgia, so Paw-Paw and Lady sent it to him.
Then Nathan was surprised when I pulled out another gift for him. An Atlanta Braves baseball bobble. He was completely content at that point.
Then I pulled out one more box from the package. He was ecstatic when he saw his very own Peyton Manning bobble. It was over from there. There was nothing we could give him to top the "Meyton Manning" bobblehead. He carried him all over the house for the rest of the night and must have even thought about during his sleep. The next morning, the birthday morning, he walked into our room and stood at the side of the bed. When we opened our eyes, the first thing he said to us was, "Meyton Manning" with a smile on his face.
Nathan and I went to the Air and Space Museum to look at the airplanes. That is one of Nathan's favorite things to do.
It was really, really windy so Nathan had to hold his hood up.
When Daddy came home from work, he and Nathan played outside together. Nathan just wanders up and down the block and Steve just follows him.
After playing outside, Steve and I took Nathan to Chuck E. Cheese. Nathan had so much fun and Steve and I had so much fun watching him.
We sent Nathan up to dance against the blue screen. He didn't know why he was dancing, but he doesn't turn down an opportunity to dance.
Steve and I cracked up watching Nathan dance on the big screens.
Giving his buddy Chuck some knuckles.
Nathan laughed and yelled, "I dive fast!"
Finally, Steve let Nathan help shoot baskets after I reminded Steve that we were there for Nathan's birthday. Nathan was so excited, "I shoot a bastet!"
Nathan helped Steve play skee ball. Nathan tried a new strategy.
Anyone who knows how heavy those balls are and has seen Nathan's pitching arm, knows this is a dangerous combination. Steve was trying to coax him down.
This picture is for no reason other than to show off this kid's rat tail, a close cousin of the mullet.
Judging by these next three pictures, I would say Nathan had a pretty good time hanging out with his mom and dad on his birthday.
Nathan isn't a big ice cream and cake person. He's more into just blowing out the candles, so we just stuck the candles in a cupcake and let him blow them out. A little on the ghetto side, but he didn't mind. We'll make up for these ghetto birthday parties when he's old enough to know better.