It all started Saturday with a birthday lunch at Red Robin. Dalyla was the center of attention when the staff came out with an ice cream sundae and sang Happy Birthday to her. She was a little nervous at first but soon joined in the fun and was clapping along with them. She generously shared her ice cream with Grandma-ma and Pop Pops before giving Uncle Eric a kiss on the cheek. We ended lunch with a rare family photo. UGH!
Sunday morning I picked up Dalyla so Andrea could decorate and get things ready for the party. We spent the morning watching a little Wow Wow Wubbzy, some Hannah Montana (whoa is me she's only 2), playing with bubbles outside, making a video of ourselves being silly and having a snack. Then it was time to go to her party. The first thing she saw was the balloons. Oh my! She loved the balloons. Her best little friend Daniel came and was so cute with her as he always is. She loved us singing Happy Birthday to her and was so excited to blow out her candle. We had pizza, presents, cake and more pictures. (My dad says we are worse than the paparazzi. LOL) The Myrup family survived several hours together two days in a row without incident. Who knew? Yeah for us. Dalyla brings out the best in us.