Cupcakes

Dear Kids,

September 1 was the opening of dove season.  That doesn't really mean much to us other than daddy going hunting for the day.  We mad the really bad decision to go to Ikea with 1,394,294 other people, then thought we would hit cream, where it turns out the other 3,473,492 people in Palo Alto were located.  So, we skipped that business and hit Sprinkles.  Don't get me wrong, this picture tells a story of a happy family outing.  The real event was annoyance, chaos, barf and water spilling....all for me.  You three were fine.

 Cheese:) Or chocolate as the case may be.

 Oh buddy.   You are sorta nuts.  You were so happy for the first few bites and then the top and bottom came apart and the s*&t hit the fan. You started crying that it was "broken." When I finally got you to take a little bite, you got mad that the cupcake was broken, and then threw up everywhere.  Then, in an effort to help, Anna tried to hand over her water, but wound up shooting it at my head.  

Chaos.  

Total f*&k$%g chaos.

It's a good thing we really love you buddy because boy you can be tricky sometimes.

xoxo

mom