Time to Party

Sunday was Chase's 3rd Birthday party for my side of the family. It was the highlight of the weekend. Chase was happy to see everyone, but the cake was all he could talk about. "When do we get to eat the cake?" The cake arrived at 11am, but we didn't dive into it until 2pm. Three hours is a long time for a little boy to wait, but he was very patient. We had a lovely cook out. My brother grilled the steaks, Grandma made a Mexican lasagna, a fruit salad, corn on the cob, garlic cheese bread, a roasted chicken, bbq baked beans (which were a meal in themselves), mashed potatoes and Aunt Pat brought a fresh salad. We all ate way too much, except Chase. He was too excited to eat.

After lunch all 18 of us piled into the cottage to watch Chase open his gifts. He received some new Thomas gear, clothes, a t-ball set and a slip 'n slide. We are looking forward to putting that on the hill in the backyard. Then it was time for cake, however a thunderstorm was moving in, and we needed to clean up outside. We all went out to put stuff away. Ten minutes later Aunt Cheryl comes to me and says, we need to get inside and sing Happy Birthday to Chase. He is sitting at the table just looking at his cake. So we all went in to sing to him. He successfully blew out his candle and gobbled down his cake. He then proceeded to ask for another piece. I had to give in and let him have one. After all he had been so patient. He didn't even stick his fingers in the frosting!