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Olive Turns Two Twice

It may not seem like it, but Brooke's actually getting bigger each week.

We wanted to head to the Salvation Army right away so we had granola for breakfast. First I had to drop a few things off at Emma's. 

Our favorite thrift store was having a 50% off sale on all their clothing. I was hoping to find some maternity clothes and Scott needed a new belt. 

We went early in the morning thinking it wouldn't be that busy yet. Apparently we weren't the only ones with this idea. It was like Black Friday craziness. I found one dress that wasn't even maternity and Scott found a few belts. We didn't think the 45 minute wait in line was worth it to save a few bucks. 

It was a mad house and extremely hot. I get that people want a good deal, but you shouldn't go broke in the process. 

We did spot this awesome wooden airplane rocker. Even with the 25% discount it was still too much money for us. 

Speak for yourself. I totally want this for the baby.

Before heading to Olive's big day I prepped some Northern Italian sausage for an upcoming meal. We decided to blog about Saturday since I was leaving for a business trip Sunday morning.

Cevonne and "baby moneyline" were also invited to Olive's birthday bash. Cevonne picked us up on her way. 

Emma asked Olive what kind of theme she wanted for her birthday party. With Christmas still fresh in her mind she said Reindeer Nose (Rudolph). So her party consisted of all things red and reindeer. 

Olive's real birthday was a few weeks earlier and we got celebrate with her at Chuck E Cheese. 

We were the first ones to arrive that weren't family. 

Olive's favorite drink is a smoothie so all her guests got to have some too.

Not bad, I must say, even with hippie dippy ingredients like kale or spinach.

One of the games was to find reindeer noses. It was a little too easy for us so we skipped out on that. 

The birthday girl won so she got a pair of reindeer antlers. 

All of the kiddos played with Olive's awesome toys. I would have joined in, but I guess I'm an adult.

In her smoothie daze. 

We played another game on how well do you know Olive. Of course Scott and I won that game. 

Victory at last!

Then Olive opened her gifts. She wanted to play with everything she opened instead of opening the next gift. 

Some of the other kids wanted to play too. 



Olive is learning Spanish so we got her a couple of books in Spanish and some drawing paper. 

It's going to be great when all of our kids immigrate to Mexico.

The best thing besides a good old box.



Olive got an entire farms worth of puppet toys.

Oh and I think Emma's dad got Olive Cheerios as a joke gift. On second thought, maybe it wasn't a joke.




After gifts it was time for treats. Olive got her annual carrot cake cake. 

I made red velvet cheesecake. 

And Emma made cake pops and cookies. 


I think the deer in headlights look was appropriate for the theme.



We hung around for awhile enjoying snacks until it was just family again. 

I knew I didn't have enough memory to the two major shoots I was doing in Kansas. Micro Center has always had the best price on memory cards so I picked up two more 16 GB cards. They cost a lot more than they used to be.

Then we met up with Cevonne and Jose at their house for pizza. Lots of pizza. 

We were going to meet them at Pizzeria Lola, but the place had a 90 minute wait. Instead they picked up Punch, which is kind of like our local Chipotle of pizza.

Besties for life.

Cevonne's parents were in town so they watched Madeline while we went out for drinks at the Happy Gnome

The End. 

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