You read that right. This was the last known picture taken of me when I was three:
I was so young then.
I wanted a Frozen Jakomas and his Neverland Pirate Railway Friends themed party with a bumblebee cake (naturally), but since Mama failed to find that specific Pinterest board, we went with a Minions theme for my party.
First, we played Pin The Party Hat on the Minion, which is about as cool as it sounds, except you have to admit the blindfold was pretty sweet.
Then we had Magic Mike come, but not that Magic Mike. This Mike was from Abrakidabra, and he was pretty hilarious. He did real magic, like swapping peanut butter and jelly jars and making coins come out of Evie’s ears, but also silly magic, like putting a diaper on my head and calling it a magic hat.
I got to be an assistant!
Nothing magic about this hat, except if you put it in the washing machine.
[DON’T DO THAT.]
I know what you’re thinking: kids laugh at everything. But come on, diaper on my head? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Diaper. On. My. Head. Still laughing.
That’s not all we did though.
We “became” Minions, and by that I mean we stuck our faces in this opening, not that we served anyone in any way.
My buddy Quentin and I blew these things at each other.
Eliot attacked Sean-O with this punch-it balloon.
Then we all attacked Sean-O with our bodies and ignored Mama yelling, “Don’t rip Sean-O’s shirt!”
We had bah-nah-nah splits. That’s how the minions say it.
Except for one kid whose ice cream got infected by banana-flavor.
And, you better believe I ate that cake. Even if it wasn’t a bumblebee.
Thanks for the “help”, “friends”, but I’m cool being the only one spitting all over my cake.
Believe it or not, that was just the day before my birthday. On my actual birthday, Hazelbert got up early to make me breakfast.
She made my favorite: Opa’s Eggies.
Grammy stayed over, just so she could give me a smooch. (Okay, and hang out.)
Dada did this. Yikes, Dada.
And I got my presents from Mama, Dada, and Hazy which included train tracks, a train book, a Jake doll, a Hazy original painting, and a smooch.
I’ll be filming my 4th Birthday interview as soon as the producers get their acts together. Let me know if there’s anything you want to know about 4-year old me, besides whether or not I’m still awesome. (I am.