So… i had a little too much fun at my party on Saturday. I ended up in the emergency room in the middle of the night (next to a 30 year old guy who fell in the bushes drunk and busted his head open) and admitted for Sunday due to breathing problems. After 6 breathing treatments, they had to put me on steroids to chill my lungs out. I guess if it means I’ll hit a gazillion homeruns when I’m older, it’s not such a bad thing.
Practicing my swing,
Quinn
Ahoy, oh – one more thin’… the hit o’ the party war these kick-booty cakes, gar! ! The Pirate Head was Quinn’s cake and the Treasure Chest was mine – we each got our own birthday song and everything. Shiver me timbers!!!
Garrrr…..
Cooper
Arrr, what a day Saturday was for us! Me think it was our fa’orite day o’ our li’es. Many of our favorite people were here, we had the coolest cakes ever, and people sang to us. What more could you ask for?!
Ye’ll ne’er get me buried booty!
Quinn
Oh, how sweet it is to not talk in “months” anymore! I’m ONE!
What a road it’s been so far. If this is livin’, I’m up for a great life! Bring on 100 more years!
Thanks to all of you – our loved ones – for rooting us along. It’s because of you and your good thoughts that we are as healthy and happy as we are today.
Horray!!! We’re one!
Cooper
P.S. I didn’t eat one piece of my cupcake – I’m watching my figure these days…
Happy birthday to me (and Cooper)!
Ok, unlike my brother, I clearly was all over the cupcake. Mom and dad passed along all the nice birthday wishes, so thank you SO much! Looking forward to being pirates at our birthday party this weekend!
We’re one!
Quinn
err… two. I consider it a buy-one-get-one-free deal… can’t you see them poking through my bottom gums? I’ll tell you what – I can sure feel them!
2 down, 18 to go.
Chewing,
Quinn
Quinn and I hung with Kyan Ichinose today and had our first experience with the swing. While we enjoyed it, we weren’t as thrilled as mom expected us to be. I told her, “it’s gonna take a little more than that to get me goin, ma!”
–Coop de’loop
