What ever happened to having your birthday in your " birth day" for that one day. For my Lucas who turned six yesterday his birthday began on Thursday and ended today. Fabio and I are so tired and so is the birthday boy and his side kick, his brother Noah. In fact Noah who is three didn't care who's birthday it was, he just saw cake, a piñata and pizza and that was it for him, he was invited, he was there and he had a blast. This fiasco began Thursday when I surprised Lucas at school. I volunteer to help our a his class valentines day party and he was so happy. The next day mommy dropped off cupcakes, 10 pink ones with princess rings and 10 light blue ones with superhero rings (all requested by Lucas). Then Lucas was surprised by Fabio who was the secret reader of the day. At the bus stop Lucas was so thrilled to tell me about his fabulous day I then proceeded to take him to toys r us for Noah to pick something out for Lucas. Two hours later we got home for dinner. The next day was filled with Lucas doing what ever he liked, he requested to eat empanadas ( a Spanish treat) all day and he ate it all day. Later in the day, Fabio took Lucas to best buy after Lucas requested to get the skylanders game for his bday. He came home and played and played with daddy. Noah had no idea what video games were he just wanted the figurines and kept stealing them. Lucas was not so happy about that. On Sunday the celebration began, his grandparents arrived from upstate followed by his aunt, uncle, his cousins and his other set of grandparents (my mom and dad) Lucas was beyond excited. His day ( or days) had finally come and he was enjoying every bit of it. The party began win pizza and more empanadas and then the piñata (hoping the candy rush would wear out by the time the party was over so bedtime would be effortless but it wasn't). Then followed "the pin the tail in the donkey" ( the adults played as well). After, we had cake and open presents (Lucas wired with all the candy and being a little bit selfish complained that he didn't get enough toys). I was embarrassed by his reaction but thank God my family was only there. We then did karaoke. I thought the boys would not enjoy it but they got all into it. I mean they really did so did the adults. My sister and I even did "girls just want to have fun" and it was a blast. Then I remember I had a party to attend to. The celebration ended and then bedtime came. Lucas fell asleep fast but our little Noah the party animal did not fall asleep till an hour after Lucas. Noah is a tough party animal, so afraid for his future college years.
Then today his grandparents (Fabios parents) decided to take Lucas and Noah to toys r us so Lucas can pick out one more toy. So we all got in the minivan and went to the big toy store. I was about to pass out. Lucas picked so many different toys and put them in the cart so he could decide later which one he wanted. His poor father kept trying to convince him to get sport toys but all Lucas wanted was superheroes. Noah grab on to a box of power rangers and didn't let go (his grandparents bought it for him, he knew they would). At the end after fighting and pleading with Lucas to please pick a toy Lucas (with help from his father) decided on super Mario Wii game. Fabio and I have always agree on no video games for our kids. But after much talking about it we decided to get it for him. We didn't want him to be left out and now I know why we didn't want it. Lucas had a break down. In the middle of the super Mario game after numerous attempts to not fall off the trail Lucas collapsed on the floor and wept. My birthday boy had closed shop. I carried him brushed his teeth and without a word (ok maybe pleading a little to play more but I ignored it so it doesn't count) he passed out. Noah u ask? Noah also passed out an hour earlier after some pleading not to go to bed but he closed shop shortly after. So now I am in bed exhausted and thankful that the birthday celebration has come to an end and all goes back to normal tomorrow. Thank God Fabio and I are on vacation this week. Tomorrow potty train begins for Noah. Pray for us.
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