I can't believe my Derrick dude is three. Where has the time gone? Well, I figured that since I've been trying to catch up on things I had better get Derrick's birthday posted before I get lazy again. This is a great picture of Derrick with his "dump dozer" cake. When I was asking Derrick what kind of cake he wanted it was always a dump truck or a bull dozer. However, when we originally were planning on having both sides of the family come over to celebrate, I figured I could make both cakes. Then I had to go and ruin everything with a migraine the morning of the celebration, and we had to cancel the whole thing. Fortunately, everyone (except Uncle Tim and Aunt Jenelle, with a darn good reason to excuse them) was pretty flexible. So we had Danny's family over the following night, after I was feeling much better, and I made this dump truck cake. But because I had already told Derrick that we were having both cakes, he kept asking about the bull dozer cake and eventually just ran everything together, thus the "dump dozer" cake. If you look carefully enough you can see Derrick's fat lip and huge bruised forehead. I won't tell you how he did it yet, because it happened over the 24th of July Pioneer Day celebration weekend that I also want to post about.
Derrick got a sandbox from mom and dad. The two boys in the picture are next door neighbors Kyler and Josh, and Derrick was constantly over in their backyard playing in their sandbox. I think that it is fitting that they were around to watch Derrick get his sandbox. Sadly, I had no clue how to wrap or even hide this from Derrick, so we just had Derrick open the trunk. He didn't know what it was until Kyler helped him out by saying, "It's a sandbox!"
At this point I think Derrick finally figured out what it was that we gave him, and he seems pretty happy about it too.
Such fun in the new sandbox! Thanks Uncle Tim for the insider tip about the "sand".
After playing in the sand for a little bit, Grandma and Grandpa Waite convinced Derrick that he wanted to open his present from them. It was pretty big, and Derrick was super excited just by the size of this gift. He figured out what this gift was a whole lot faster than the sandbox. Grandma and Grandpa Waite have two red ones of their own. It's a wiggle car for those of you who can't tell what it is. Derrick loves wiggle cars just about as much as playing in the sand.
The Sunday after Derrick's birthday we were able to celebrate with Grandma George, Uncle Trevor, Aunt Natalie and Uncle Tyson, but I completely forgot my camera. I am still kicking myself over it. Grandma George took lots of pictures but I don't have them yet. At this second celebration we made Derrick's bull dozer cake, which turned out just as cute as the dump truck cake (thanks for your help mom). Derrick was in birthday bliss for more than a week, because after celebrating on Sunday with my family, Aunt Carrie visited with her boys the next week to give Derrick's his gift. I think the wrapping job is just about my all time favorite. Not only did Carrie use Christmas wrapping paper, but she also used stickers to tape it up because she couldn't find her tape! Oh, the ingenuity of mothers.
Overall, I think Derrick had a great birthday, especially in the way it seemed to last forever. I'm just hoping that for Mary's birthday we can actually plan and have one big party with family. That much birthday just makes me eat too much cake and ice cream.