|photo unrelated to post but doesn't Julia look two years old here?|
on Tuesday Simon celebrated his 27th birthday and is now a big grownup like his wife. We went on a little shopping trip and found these pants...
|At first glance, they look normal and innocent enough...|
|but NOPE....little elastic trick up their leg|
|Apparently..."custom fit" is merely a euphemism for "room to grow"|
In the women's world...we call these maternity pants.
We also celebrated by attending a few of my brother Paul's basketball games
|#33 at your service|
|Julia slept angelically...|
|...until they started blasting some Eminem (fear not...this is right before she got into the swing of things and started diaper shaking to the beat of the blaring rap)|
and some cake eating....
|Julia has some new idols: lit candles|
Grace learned about the existence of Air Jordans
|Julia spent some qt with one of her favorite uncles ....|
|doubled her cheek size ...|
|...and wore her favorite outfit while being held by her favorite person of all time|
Happy Birthday Simon! Thanks for being born so that I could rob your cradle.
....hopefully tomorrow will bring an end to these photo laden posts and back to your regularly scheduled Camp Patton depth.
(editor's note: this entire post was painted whilst feeding Julia a bottle with a mere chin and clavicle....be impressed)