Two Qool

Diaper Diaries

Day #?? 731, I guess!

Nothing says Happy 2nd Birthday, Quinton, more than hot crepes on a Sunday morning! That's how Quinton started out his birthday anyway. He woke up like it was any other morning and pretended like he wasn't a whole year older than he was this time last year...he's funny that way, very humble kid.

We were so lucky to have my dad visiting for the weekend, as well as a friend of ours from Chicago who has since moved to Utah, Evan Christensen. The birthday festivities started on Saturday with my dad and Evan arriving into Tulsa and then partying at a BYU tailgate bash in preparation for the BYU vs. TU game. I am on the alumni committee so I spent the whole tailgate working and running around but my dad assures me that Quinton didn't miss me a bit while he was flirting with all the girls in the crowd! It ended up that I was too tired to go to the game and Quinton was fading fast, as well, so we went home after the tailgate party and Matt, my dad and Evan went to the game.

Unfortunately, BYU lost to Tulsa but I didn't mind too much since Quinton and I were passed out by the time the game ended.

Sunday morning, Matt made delicious crepes with Evan's help on the crepe griddle. We even had 4 or 5 different toppings that made Quinton's birthday morning not one to forget. After breakfast we took our guests down to the Arkansas River for a nice walk and then headed home to get ready in time for church. At church, Quinton's nursery class sang him happy birthday. One girl was pointing a little TOO exuberantly at Quinton during the "Happy birthday to YOU" portion of the song, which in turn caused Quinton to cry by the end of the serenade. Oh well, celebrity is not for everyone, I supposed. After getting home from a long day of playing and church, Quinton fell comfortably asleep in his Grandpa Mark's lap while watching Toy Story 2. He proceeded to take a much-needed nap while we enjoyed his birthday chocolate chip cookie pie a la mode!

When Quinton woke up, he was able to open a few presents and enjoy a cool evening walk before taking a bath and calling it a day. It's lazy days like this that I love!

Too bad the party had to come to an end! This morning, Quinton was rudely awakened at the early hour of 6 am to take my dad, Evan and Matt to the airport. My dad and Evan went back to Salt Lake City while Matt heads to Boston for the whole week. Don't worry, though, Matt will be home in time for Quinton's REAL birthday bash on Saturday when we have a party worthy of a two-year old with plenty of cake, ice cream, hot dogs and pinata candy!

Until then, Enjoy the pictures!