We woke up to a sea of deflated helium-less balloons. They provided much distraction while I made a birthday breakfast however. Today, we celebrate Tatum’s real birthday, November 22nd.
The day really began AFTER nap, when she knew she was getting more cake (well a cupcake!) and a bit of chocolate ice cream.
Make a wish!
Success. Wish granted hopefully. 
Perhaps it was, because Doug showed up with a few gifts. So she waited.
And waited. Coti joined her.
Top gift…Minion slippers! Doug’s so good at this!
Ukelele from Mama. She’ll be a pro soon.
Then the piece de resistance.. A TRAIN SET from Doug! She helped him put it together.
And 400 batteries later, VOILA!
Remote-controlled which fits Tot’s personality to a T! (that in the ability to turn on and off the lights)
Thanks Doug! Thanks Mama!
Tomorrow, we go to her three year old Dr. appointment; I got her a doctor’s kit, so we will bring it and learn all about how to give a shot, look in her ears, take a heartbeat and check reflexes. I feel sorry for Coti after this.
It’s going too fast, God. Slow down this age clock, will ya!!