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.