Feliz Cumpleanos a mi!

So it was my 29th Birthday.

Directly after Toddler Gym
Holly, Cait, and Rachel took me out to lunch at the Olive Garden


This is what a table looks like when 4 Adults and 6 Kids eat there.
It was so good.
And what is a birthday at a restaurant
without the embarrassing chorus of waiters singing to you.


At least they brought Black Tie Mousse Cake.
I have learned in my old age,
not to tell people not to tell the restaurant,
because they are going to anyway.
And my birthday is only once a year right?
Why shouldn't I smile and enjoy it when random people sing to me?

We went to Kohls directly after Olive Garden
because I wanted to get this headband
that I saw on the Cardigan Empire blog.


Five bucks.
Awesome. Couldn't pass it up.
And remember, my birthday, so why should I?

I took the kids potty 3, yes 3 times while we were in Kohls.
After the second bathroom trip
I couldn't find Kenna.
Holly dragged her up to me
and said "Happy Birthday to you,"
"Kenna pooped in her panties."
Well, according to Kenna, "the poops just fell out"
But regardless, this put a damper on the celebratory mood.
Kenna refused to walk, because,
"the poops would fall out on her shoes"
and she refused to sit, because,
"the poops would squish on her bum"
I refused to carry her
because I didn't want the poops squished on my shirt.


This was her solution.
She held herself up in the stroller so that her bum didn't touch.
And when her arms got tired,


She switched to this. Side sitting.
That was not a nice thing to do to her mother on her birthday.


When we got home Holly made me this
ROCKIN' Fruit Pizza
for my Birthday Cake.
It tasted just as awesome as it looked.
Yep, it was delicious.
Thank you to everyone that came over and hung out.
I had a great day,
well,minus the poop,
It was a great day.