Sunday, December 13, 2009

Partied like RockStars

Here is a sneak peek from my ROCK STAR birthday party- we had so much fun. We had a music instructor who taught us to dance and let us play with all kinds of instruments.

Mommy ran around like a crazy person, My Lola and JennyClaire were busy keeping the disaster areas under control, Daddy just stood by an ice chest all night, and all the other adults walked around with those tall thin glasses filled with Orange Juice and something bubbly. Hmmm...

Here is the rundown-

The invites:


(no offense on the blotted out info, but I think Mommy would be sad if someone came to our house and tried to take me. At least I THINK she would be...) It read: "BE is turning TWO! Let's PARTY LIKE ROCKSTARS with her Motley Crew"
The Sweets Table: How cool is my guitar cake??


setting up the night before

And it is NOT a rockstar party without jello shots! (Mommy claimed she didn't have any Vodka though)

A little Bling Bling


The Dressing Room had all the supplies my friends needed to instantly transform into a rockstar. Colored hairspray, Ed Hardy Tattoos, sunglasses, bracelets - and backstage passes for everyone!

The Main Stage:



A music teacher from Munchkin Melodies came - I was the best student!






A few of my favorite Rockstars:


Party Favors - get it? Rock stars??? Mommy thinks she is sooo clever.
And the biggest RockStar of all - Her Royal Heinous - Queen Bee!
Just look at my new shoes I got for the party, Checkerboard Vans!

Look how many people fit in our house? Over 50 people came and it was too cold to play outside. Mommy kept reminding everyone to bring an earpiece - I didn't get what she meant by that, but it sure was LOUD!
Here are some of the old washed-up rockstars that showed up:

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

My first love

Well it was inevitable.

Let me begin my romance with a quick recap of the past 24 hrs:

Yesterday around nap time I started having a stomach ache, so school called Mommy to come get me. I screamed and screamed for hours - it was excruciatingly painful.

Some pedialax and two enemas later - I was fresh as a daisy. But I wasn't letting it go quite so easy, so around midnight I woke up.

Then again around 2:30am, then again around 4:30am.

Finally at 6am Mommy and Daddy just got up and gave me breakfast. I mean, seriously, didn't they realize how hungry I would be after that incident?

I wasn't in the best mood because of my lack of sleep - so Mommy decided to give me a present.

A new pair of shoes!! (please see below Livie and Luca boots)


Now here is the strange part. For the past couple of weeks Mommy and Daddy have been coaxing me to say "I love you" - whatever that means. So this morning, after I open I my shoes, I decide to reward them for their efforts and I said "Pretty shoes, I love you."
Mommy and Daddy just looked at each other and in unison said "Did she just say 'I love you'" (insert dramatic pause) "To a PAIR OF SHOES?!?"
They are so weird.