it’s a hockey party in Pittsburgh
Claire’s still not officially 4 yet, so the heartfelt, I remember when you were a baby, my how you’ve grown post will be forthcoming.
But we did have a hockey party.
And it was awesome.
I made party hats.
I made a birthday banner.
I made cupcake toppers.
I decorated. (And irritated Matt. Double score.)
I figured out that Claire had let Sadie-Dog out at 8:30, because when 10:30 rolled around, I realized she was still outside.
I made chocolate cupcakes with peanut butter frosting and mini peanut butter cup toppings.
And they were flipping fantastic.
Then posed with them.
The birthday girl wasn’t too keen on posing.
She did, however, wear her party hat and insist we play Candy Land.
For the record, I won. (And changed shirts for the hell of it.)
(Posing with step dad, Joe. Wittiest man alive and Africa bound on Thursday for Habitat for Humanity.)
She got two Penguins jerseys.
And various Penguins paraphernalia including a bear, a chocolate puck, a noise maker, an ice cream scooper, a box of tissues, a purse and much, much more.
Luca enjoyed playing with the socks.
And despite the fact that Mae was absolutely miserable from both teething and a cold, she managed to become enthralled with gift bags.
And now, I’m sitting on the couch in my favorite sweats and tee that says Bayside Cheerleader, Beat Valley. We’re watching Tangled. Claire has her wardrobe planned for the next week, socks included.
I’m ready for a nap.
(My camera is acting annoying and most of my photos were blurry. Freaking figures.)