Cannon is 3!

I had big plans for a monster themed third birthday party for Cannon, but with my dad's surgery and all that has been going on with that, time just got away from me.  Luckily, he really had no idea that the day was coming and was happy with how the day turned out anyway.

The weather was beautiful on Saturday so we thought it would be the perfect time to make a trip to the pumpkin patch.

 Charlie thinks corn angels are much more fun than snow angels.

Charlie wasn't very interested in picking his own pumpkin.  They were either too big or too dirty and he gave up pretty quickly.  Cannon of course was the complete opposite.  He was totally into it and was trying to pick up pumpkins bigger than him.  

We had the grandparents over for dinner and to do presents and cake.  The only thing I had put together for the party was the cake.  I copied it directly from this one.  I had the bottom made at a local bakery and then I made the cake pop eyeballs.

Cannon and GG had spent some time in the morning playing funny birthday songs on YouTube and he seemed to catch on pretty quickly that it was his special day. He was loving it.  He spent most of the day singing "Happy Birthday to MeeeeEEEeee" songs and once he saw the candles lit on the cake he was yelling "Birthday song! Birthday song!"

Happy Birthday Cannon!  We love you, dude.

By the way, this was my first time making cake pops.  My review:  a lot of work and way too sweet.  I don't think I will be making them again anytime soon.  Too bad because they are so stickin' cute.

please pray....

Just when I thought that life was ready to settle down again, we are once again thrown for a loop.

My dad has cancer.

You always hope and pray that you will never have to say those words about someone you love.  Someone that you have looked up to your whole life.  Someone that has loved you unconditionally from the moment you were born.

It has been tough to accept.  It is an emotional rollercoaster that at times doesn't feel real and at other times I feel like running far, far away so I can pretend it is not happening.

I don't know what the future holds for my dad.  It looks as though we have a long fight in front of us, but I am so grateful that we are back home and we can do it together.

You can follow my dad's journey here:  CaringBridge