For those of you who are INTERESTED....

Ian had his check-up with the pediatrician today:

Stats:

Height--39 inches (50th percentile)
Weight--34 pounds (50th percentile)

I like living on the 50th percentile line, I don't know about you. =)

Now.

Onto the birthday party.

There are a couple of things you should know--A: we didn't take many pictures...bummer. And B: Ian had three requests for his birthday:

1. A cat cake for his birthday party
2. A witch cake for his "actual birthday," (his words, not mine); and
3. A birthday dinner consisting of chicken noodle soup and pancakes

Here's the cat cake....hopefully you can forgive the imperfections once you realize that I made this cake during a 6am bout with insomnia. Just sayin'. The redeeming factor, however, was the fact that it was my mother's recipe which is basically the best cake in the universe.

Ian likes to lick candles.

Joe was very kind and let my younger siblings decorate the witch cake. (I was too tired/lazy to make a second cake for the day, but Joe was a champ. He's my hero). I think it turned out pretty well, don't you? Especially since Joe constructed this out of 2, 8" rounds without a pattern. We used this cake later in the afternoon when we celebrated with my parents, siblings, and grandparents.

Ian then got hold of the camera to take a picture of the best kite ever--which he received from my parents. This would be a photo of Joe and my grandfather trying to figure it all out. =)

And this would be the infamous birthday dinner. He was so excited. And it was pretty tasty, if I do say so myself. =)