Anyhoo... we celebrated Poppa's birthday last weekend, complete with Sesame Street hats. Because what would a birthday be without wearing cookie monster on your head?
On another note -- Cooper loves baby dolls. Loves them. Feeds them, rocks them. Then chucks them across the room. And then rocks them again.
Yesterday we went to C'Ville to celebrate Uncle David's big 3-0 -- and, importantly -- see baby Sutton! We went to a fun brewery complete with a playground, strawberry chocolate beer and fried oreos.
The fish pond was a big hit.
Then -- the big moment -- Ella got to hold baby Sutton. She actually asked (quite loudly and pointedly) while we were at the brewery and everyone laughed (it was quite cute), but Ella dissolved into tears. She couldn't quite figure out why everyone was laughing.
Even Cooper got in on the action. I feared that his urge to destroy (complete with sound effects) would kick in. But he basically sat there stunned into silence. Complete with a big goofy grin on his face. He knew something was up.
Look at this BABY! It's, like, REAL!
Sutton's a bit worried...
A shirtless rendition of Happy Birthday.
Finger food. (Raspberries).
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