We had a little fiesta for Adelaide and Augie’s birthday last weekend. Pretty much the only photos I got were of the piñata, but I’m holding out hope that more pictures will surface in time. (Fingers crossed!) I tried to make the piñata filling somewhat healthy with M&Ms, granola bars, and trail mix. The M&Ms were popular. The trail mix, not so much. (But that just meant more trail mix for me!)
August is 3 years old!
We went to Old Town Pasadena on his birthday and checked out the iPhone 6 Plus. But that was more for Daddy.
Then we tried out a new place to eat, the Dog Haus. We got to watch a bit of the Dodgers-Cardinals game, and Kyle explained to me the difference between a home run and a…uh…when the ball hits the ground first and then goes over the fence. I forgot what he said it is called.
August ate a lot of ketchup while Kyle explained baseball to me.
Augie already opened his gift on Adelaide’s birthday: a Razor scooter just like his sister’s. (But they still fight over Adelaide’s scooter.)
“Isn’t She Lovely” is the same song that I came home to with Adelaide. Kyle and Adelaide made a banner that said “Welcome Home Hazel and Mommy.” Sweet stuff.
August holds Hazel for the first time.
He says (I think):
“Baby hungry. Adelaide! Adelaide? Adelaide? Look, it’s so cute baby! Look, baby! Look, it’s dirty ketchup.”
If you couldn’t tell from the title, the following is a birth story. A long birth story. So if you’re into that sort of thing, read on. (And if you’re not, skip this post and go straight to the next one for pictures.)