Ok, so I am a little late in updating Ryan's festivities, but hey, better late than never. So for his birthday, the poor boy was too tired come party time to actually enjoy it, so he just went to sleep in his chair. The next day, we took him to the mall and let him ride the carousel with Daddy and play in the play area. That was fun for awhile, but then kids started showing up with
balloons and we had to have a balloon for ourselves. So off to the mall we went, and lo and behold, there were TONS of them! After waiting a whole 5 minutes for someone to finally notice our intense yearning for a balloon, he was justly rewarded, and on our way we went. Then I had the grand idea to get his hair cut. I asked the lady if she was quick, and of course, she assured me she was and it would not be a problem. Well, 15 minutes of screaming agony later, and we had the worst professional haircut ever, but it was done. We tried to enjoy some more of the mall, but Ryan had hair itching him, so we went straight home to the bath and then to nap. When he woke up, he got to enjoy his presents and birthday cake (and let me tell you, he is still enjoying the cake. He wants it for breakfast every morning.). Then on Sunday, we went to see Grandpa and Grandma Miller. We had yet another cake, more presents and more fun than a little boy could ever hope for. All in all, it was a great weekend.
Ok, so I am a little late in updating Ryan's festivities, but hey, better late than never. So for his birthday, the poor boy was too tired come party time to actually enjoy it, so he just went to sleep in his chair. The next day, we took him to the mall and let him ride the carousel with Daddy and play in the play area. That was fun for awhile, but then kids started showing up with balloons and we had to have a balloon for ourselves. So off to the mall we went, and lo and behold, there were TONS of them! After waiting a whole 5 minutes for someone to finally notice our intense yearning for a balloon, he was justly rewarded, and on our way we went. Then I had the grand idea to get his hair cut. I asked the lady if she was quick, and of course, she assured me she was and it would not be a problem. Well, 15 minutes of screaming agony later, and we had the worst professional haircut ever, but it was done. We tried to enjoy some more of the mall, but Ryan had hair itching him, so we went straight home to the bath and then to nap. When he woke up, he got to enjoy his presents and birthday cake (and let me tell you, he is still enjoying the cake. He wants it for breakfast every morning.). Then on Sunday, we went to see Grandpa and Grandma Miller. We had yet another cake, more presents and more fun than a little boy could ever hope for. All in all, it was a great weekend.
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