Happy Birthday, Squidd!

6:30am--not the best time for a family picture, but there you go.

Last weekend we celebrated The Squidd's 3rd birthday. As requested, we went to the bowling alley and had chocolate cake with M&Ms on it.

Party was a success, though 6 children under the age of 5 running around was sheer chaos, and the only injury was to Rocky's toe, when one of the aforementioned urchins dropped an 8-lb. ball on it.

Happy Birthday, kiddo!