So our party went like this: Marco and Noah were the "strong men" who then turned into sumo wrestlers, Chiara was the belle of the ball, Matthew had a moment to continue figuring out the meaning of life, Stu couldn't eat cake as sweet and well behaved as he was, Asher brought his appetite and Trey left his sippy cup.  

Oh, and I took a while to warm up since I skipped my nap. But it was all good, I wasn't overwhelmed by the masses whatsoever and I even had fun after my favorite part, the singing.  

I have so many toys now mom is thinking I might need someone to share them with.  Not cool, I might have to call a lawyer to discuss.   

This weekend was also a blast because I met baby Olivia!  She was born on St. Patty's day, how cool is that?  And green is in now, perfect timing.  She's beau-ti-ful.  I hope they do find a home in Jersey so we can see more of her.  

Happy Birthday To Me!

It's not 9:15 PM yet but close. I'm bright eyed and bushy tailed today, what's new? My parents on the other hand are not, they stayed up till 2 in morning (crack of dawnin) watching TV and working on some fun crafts for my paaaartey. Those two are so creative and way too into this birthday. Which is just awesome cuz I'm going to have a great time with all my friends and family tomorrow!

Above are some pics from our second trip to PR.  This time Dada didn't go.  He had to work, bummer.  Hey, he can't really complain, he just went to Europe without paying a dime.  

Oh, before I forget, I started walking!  Not that you can see because my parents haven't downloaded one video since I was born.  Someday, they tell me.  But yeah, I can walk.  I don't do it all the time though.  In fact I talk a lot more than I walk but no one can understand me.  Gaguradaguduguba....what's not to get?