On Saturday my Leprechaun had his birthday and officially joined me at (gasp) 32.
During our ten years of marriage he has been gone, for one reason or another, 6 times on his birthday. There was a rumor of him leaving on his birthday this year (just for a training exercise)... so last Sunday we went out to eat - sort of an early birthday. You remember how that day ended.
Thankfully, he was HOME for his actual birthday this year. So we partied.
Shamrock trays that have been around since Andy's childhood. Thanks Ellen!
A very green room.
The boys had a blast, hanging streamers and shamrocks throughout the entire house.
We had a multitude of muscle men, ready to show off -
That Shamrock hat has been around since Andy was in highschool.
A glow in the dark, laser shamrock...
I think I like it!!!
Since I have been vehicle-less this week, my ability to search for tiramisu has been thwarted. When I mentioned my frustration about that early Sat morning "Oscar the Grouch" immediately volunteered to make a run in search of Andy's favorite dessert.
Unfortunately, there wasn't one to be found in a 20 mile radius. So at the last ditch stop at Walmart, the three year old got to point to what she thought "looked the most like Tiramisu". It seems that Chocolate Brownie Icecream cake won.
No complaints here!
I even got a picture of the birthday boy, almost smiling for the camera.
I call that a successful day!