Max's Shark Party -- 4 years old!

Max turned four back in November.  Yeah, that's right -- LAST November, as in 10 months ago.  Max the Lover of Sharks had a shark party at the Children's Aquarium at Fair Park.

Chris and Max heading into Fair Park for the party.  

The birthday boy posing with the Texas Giant Ferris wheel behind him.  (Max has deemed this "too scary" to ride until he's "at least 8," so we have a few State Fairs to go before he's ready.)

Posing with the sea horses just outside the aquarium.

Max rocked his shark shoes for the event, of course.  (Side note:  he wore these shoes so much the soles separated from the shoe; I tried to throw them away but OH MY GOD WHAT WAS I THINKING THESE MUST BE SAVED THEY CAN STILL BE USED AS SLIPPERS).

Who's ready for a shark party?!

Shark cake, shark plates, shark napkins.

Shark balloon.

Even shark tattoos!

Cousin Jeni, Aunt Brenda, baby Hattie, Grandma, and BB.

Uncle Frank the artist.  Look out, Frank -- you're under attack by a cluster of crabs!

Cousin Jordan.

Unclear whether Papa Tig is the shark or he's being eaten by the shark.

Silly Paw.

Cousin Jeni, definitely about to be eaten by a shark (or five).

Mark tries his hand at some shark art.

This is Blair, Max's "girlfriend" from PreK1 (she informed him she is her girlfriend and he is her boyfriend and he rolled with it).

Blythe and Boyd.

Violet.

The aquarium lady come to the party room to show us some cool things, like this shark jaw and teeth.

Max seems highly concerned about these turtles.

But not so concerned that he won't touch them.

Time to feed the stingrays!

Hello there, stingrays.

Feeding the stingray a shrimp.

He got it!

Time to check out the sharks.

Max shows the sharks to Blair.

Chris and Max were talking about Blair, and Max said, "Daddy do you know what another word for girlfriend is?  Best friend."  SO sweet.

Time for some shark cake!

Max's and his 4th birthday yard sign.  No sharks, but pirates are pretty darn close.  Happy fourth birthday, Max!

Easter 2015

Hellooo?  Anybody still out there?  If this super-belated post were a baby, it would be a 15 month old toddler that walks around, says a few hilariously random words like "pasta" and "butt," and empties out the tupperware drawer at least twice a day.  Not that I have any particular toddlers in mind or anything.

So, Easter 2015.  The Oteros came in from LA to meet baby Hattie and Mimi and Papa Tig joined us as well.

First up on the agenda: dying eggs.  (Note the doll in the lower left hand corner who wanted in on the action.)
 

Say cheese, Max.

Cousin Emma and Cousin Maya.

Silly Scarlett.

No idea what's going on here.

Inspecting the menu at Eno's.

Playing outside before heading into the Perot Museum (aka the "Dinosaur Museum").

This is an exhibit at the Perot where you can race some of the world's fastest creatures.  Maya decided to challenge the T-Rex.

Nice job, Maya.  You gave that T-Rex a run for his money.  Uncle Chris went next, and he inexplicably decided to challenge a cheetah.  It was clear to everyone except Chris that this wasn't going to end well.  Look at the cheetah -- he's laughing and the race hasn't even started yet.

Here's Chris approximately two steps into the race.  Where is the cheetah, you ask?  So done with the race that he's no longer on the screen.  Probably off hunting for antelope or something.

Poor Chris just kept running.  The cheetah is now napping, I'm pretty sure.

Easter baskets ready for the morning hunt.

Looks at these sweet little Easter morning bunnies.  (Total coincidence, the girls were wearing the same white dresses!)

The littlest bunny of all!  Impossible to believe she was ever that small.

This photo is titled, "Five Kids Ready To Hunt For Eggs And So Over Posing For Pictures."

Time for the hunt!

Cascarones!

Digging in to his loot.

"Feed me like a baby bird, Mimi!"

And that's a wrap!