Happy Birthday to D!!!

Today is my youngest son D's 2nd birthday. At 8:11 AM he made his grand entrance into the world 2 years ago. My children's birthdays always cause me to reflect on the HELL I went through to get them here. D was a scheduled C-Section because they thought he was going to be large child(I was told by my doctor that according to the ultrasounds I had close to my due date that he would be over 9 lbs.) and I would have difficulty delivering him. So when he made his entrance weighing in at a hefty 6 lbs 13 oz. I was a bit surprised. But nonetheless he was (and still is) a beautiful child. This was evident by my husband's profound remark when he saw him for the first time -"Wow -He's DOPE"!!! Two years later he is the householod terror. I'm convinced he hit the terrible two's about 6 months ago and is still going strong. Temper tantrums, throwing things, and into EVERYTHING. But God love him, he's still my son.

Yesterday we celebrated his birthday at Chuck E Cheese. Why-oh-why do we as parents punish our selves by taking our children to that place? Maybe it's to see that look on their face when they walk in of, "Oh my gosh, I'm about to tear this bitch up!!!" So we had a scheduled birthday party which I reserved for 9. No one showed up except for us. The Dysfunctionals (a.k.a. my family) didn't show. Now there's a shocker. Actually my sister T showed up about 15 minutes before the damn party was over claiming she "just got" my message. Mind you I left the damn message Saturday morning, but I'm not even taking it there. My mom, I called on Friday morning and actually spoke to her and told her. Her response was "I don't know where Chuck E Cheese is" Hmmm, the same damn Chuck E Cheese that I had J's party 2 years ago and D's 1st birthday party last year? That one??? So I get a straight sorry-ass e-mail this morning claiming she didn't have the address...Ummm Rigghhhht. Betcha never missed one of B's parties (my niece) Lonnnnggggggg story there.

*Moving on*

So we get there and the party was okay. D was having a bit of a fit because he was scared of the big rat, so we had a hard time getting some good pictures but we got a few. Then we discovered there was a Toddler's area with a play structure and slide for 2 and under, so we took him over there and the kid had a blast. We actually had to pry him away to sing him Happy B-Day. When it was time to blow out the candles, D just looked around like, what the F??? Gave a half-hearted blow and went on to start eating cake. So I blew them out. He then got down and went right back to the toddler slide. Peace out!

The party had to come to a close when he threw a temper tantrum for no apparent reason; both E and I could not figure out what the boy was screaming about so I took him for a walk. The boy decided he wants to push everyone out the way to get to the skee-ball games, grab the balls away from people actually playing the game and throw the balls at people. Okay people, time to go!!

So we made our quick exit and headed home for him to terrorize the house a bit more until bedtime. After he fell asleep I came and laid with him for a little while and watched him sleep, amazed at what an amazing creation children are. At 12:01, I kissed him while he slept about 500 times, sang Happy Birthday to him quietly, told him how much Mommy loves him and turned the lights. Happy Birthday D!!!