Gavin Michael Curt

Yesterday was Ty's birthday party. I am so done hearing all about Tyler and his birthday and his presents and his cake and his costume party. Thank goodness it's finally over. I went ahead and locked myself in my bedroom insisting everyone leave me alone while the party got started. But after a lot of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to join the party and you know what? It was really fun. And I'm already busy talking about my birthday party. This morning I made playdough balls for each of my friends that I'm going to give them on my birthday. And I keep asking Mommy if we can start baking the cake for my birthday but so far she hasn't agreed to my request yet. Something about my birthday not being for another five months. That doesn't sound like a long time to me, which is why I keep asking Mommy and Daddy how much longer until my birthday.

Papa Curt thinks this kid looks like me. I should be the pirate in that picture.

Papa Curt thinks this kid looks like me.

Here's a picture of me all dressed up for Kindercare's Loving Hearts Ball. I was supposed to do a bunch of dances like the Hokey Pokey, Hands Up, and even the Macarena. But they had Jelly Bellies and Fritos so I was too busy eating to dance.