Touring the Candy Factory w/Sunshine Square...

Birthday Party Time!

Some may think it's strange that a 4-year-old would want a "Totally Disgusting Smoking" video...But Dyl begged for this video for his birthday. Grandpa says he doesn't want his grandkids to smoke so he showed Dyl and all his cousins this gross movie...They all fell in love with it!

For Dylan's birthday this year we went to the Energy Solutions Center to see Disney on Ice...We had a blast!

Grandpa and the Birthday Boy!

We rode Trax to and from Disney on Ice...The kids were fascinated! Dylan wanted to wear his cowboy boots so--Give the Birthday Boy what he wants!

After the event the kids posed with their memorabilia...

We celebrated with a pinata, dinner, and a birthday cake...Spongebob, of course!

Dylan Turns 4!

On Dylan's birthday I took the day off of work and we took the kids to one of their favorite places for lunch...Carl's Jr!

We had to wait till the weekend for the "real" party--So Aunt Leslie baked cupcakes with the kids to celebrate Dyl's birthday.

Gotta taste-test before you'll ever know if you need to add something else!

Chocolate is a girl's best friend!

...Preparing the cupcake pan for the most delicious cupcakes ever!

Gotta make sure there's exactly the right amount of batter in each cake...

The finished product...Not bad for a few wild and crazy kids!

Stretching the truth (Just a LITTLE bit!)

Aunt Leslie: Hey, Dylan...I like your new shirt.
Dylan: I got it from Mexico.
Aunt Leslie: How did you get it all the way from Mexico?
Dylan: My girlfriend Jayda brought it back for me.
Aunt Leslie: Who is she?
Dylan: Just one of my girlfriends.
Aunt Leslie: How do you know her?
Dylan: Oh, just from up by Grandpa's house...She lives by him.
*FYI: Dylan knows nobody by the name of Jayda, his shirt came from the Gap...And, well, I guess, being how nothing is made in the USA anymore...the shirt could've come from Mexico!!!!

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder...

...Just a quick story demonstrating Dylan's personality...I wanted to share (I'm getting old and probably won't remember tomorrow!). So last night as Dylan was trying to avoid going to bed (like he always tries to stall) he decided he needed to play beauty shop. I was lying in bed and he began combing through my hair and putting clippies in it; he was concentrating so hard. Anyway, I said, "Dyl, are you making Mom beautiful?" Dylan responded with, "Ya...but it's really hard work and it's going to take me a REALLY long time!"