It started out so well.... well, not really....

Poor Holtie had to work all day on his bday.... (party FOUL) but he closed a huge deal so THAT was a great birthday gift!! 

We decided to decorate his office for him but on the way to see him, I accidentally shut T's finger in the window (party FOUL #2)... after buying bandaids, Tylenol and calming him down (thank GOD FOR MY MOTHER)... we were off to decorate.

YEAH!!!!

Later that night... mom took us for Holt's annual birthday dinner..... We love Benihana! 

T ate SO MUCH FOOD........ which normally makes me really, REALLY happy. (this will soon be party FOUL #3)

Our "friends" at the table even took our family photo.

YAHOOOOO. It was a great evening.  We sat outside and had a glass of wine... the breeze was beautiful... it was a great ending to a "tough" day.

Until.... IT.... HAPPENED.

T kept complaining that he didn't feel well.  The hurling then began.  This is where eating so much food is party FOUL #3 (& 4, & 5, &6....)

My poor little monkey tossed his little cookies all night long.  Guess he just wanted some of the attention Daddy was getting.  Somehow I managed not to join him and somehow we all survived.