A Puppy "Paw"ty (Rory turns 2)

I cannot believe my tiny baby is 2!

seriously.

How did that happen so quickly?  I get it now. I get it that the days are long and the years are short. 

Because they really are! And there were definitely some loooong days in there ;) But somehow they still fly by, and before you know it your tiny baby is no longer quite so tiny. His chubby little roly-poly legs have grown longer and he's lost his rolls.  *sob* 

I think it's just hitting me harder with this little man because this is the last time we're planning to go through this whole baby stage, and I just want to savour every little bit of his "baby-ness"! 

So, when the boy asked for a puppy party, a puppy party is what he got ;)

Anytime I asked him what he'd like to have at his puppy party, the answer would be..

"ummm....shmarties....aaaaand puppies....aaaand shmarties (smarties)"

I asked him if he would like a cake, or cupcakes... his answer.... "PUP cakes" :)

Perfect. Done. 

(well, sort of. He didn't seem to care that they looked like gremlins)

The only problem was that big brother Finny had to go under anaesthetic for dental work a couple of days before the party, so we decided to have a very small party to keep stress levels down for this mama (I was a nervous wreck in the days leading up to Finny's surgery, and it took me the good part of a week before I felt back to normal anxiety-wise).  

I wanted to prepare as much of the food, etc beforehand as I could, so I decided to serve it "picnic" style in little brown bags/baskets. The kids, I mean "Puppies", ate out of doggie dishes (new ones, of course!) around a low table, as doggies do ;). 

My blue-eyed birthday boy! 

(serious business, this "Happy Birthday" thing ;)

When I ask him about his puppy party, he says "Eweebody shing...Hhappy Buhhhhfday dear Woweeee" and "Niiiiishe puppies....nishe pupcakes!!" 

I think he approved. ;)