Inspirations from cheese in a can. joey, kelly and danny.

sounds kinda like a bank way back when there were more than three, doesn’t it?  anyway, though danny’s second birthday is not for a few more days, his first second birthday pahtee was held on monday.  in the planning stages, we consulted his people and together we decided that his favorite venue would be donoo’s, because it has a most inviting treehouse that he could navigate easily with his closest friends.  and, since it was to be a private affair, with a very exclusive guest list (only playgroup members and their handlers were invited), we wouldn’t even have to advise the restaurant staff beforehand, and also there would be a discount on the facility fee (we didn’t pay a thing). our people then consulted one of his playgroup friend’s people to see if they wanted to have a joint event.  they did, and their people brought the cupcakes.  so technically, this was danny and kate’s first and second second birthday party, since kate had already had her first second birthday party.  (oh, lord, i have been watching too much faux reality tv, and it’s showing, i’m afraid.)  sadly, the photographer that the party planner hired was a big disappointment, but here is the best of a bad lot.

the birthday boy with an impossibly arranged left foot.  also, the booty of a friend.

and the birthday girl, begging to be released to climb the great treehouse.

and annabelle.  this is the girl version of danny.  when db looks through pictures, he points at pictures of annabelle and says ‘ninny.’  i don’t think he’s trying to be insulting or insinuating.  that’s just how he says danny.

thanks to all who attended and made danny (and kate)’s first (and second) second birthday party a smashing success (i tried clarification by parenthesization there, did it work?).  and the lavish gifts.  really, the diamond encrusted medallion and the pinky ring were too too much.  where can we take those back and return them for a miniature escalade?  ennyhoo, i’ll be sure and fill you all in on danny’s second second birthday when the time comes.  i know you’ll be waiting with bated breath.

p.s.  I know I said I would use capital letters now.  And I will, but I wrote this post before the handsome man pointed out that my refusal to capitalize makes things difficult to read.  Even though I do a lot of crazy stuff, like edit my blog and answer emails at 4 a.m., I like to think I’m not actually crazy enough to go back and change all these lowercase letters.  Not at 4 a.m.  Work with me, here.  And speaking of working with me, thank you to all my mommy friends who stopped by because I begged them to, a few even leaving comments about Danny’s little brother who is allegedly a girl.