Birthday Boy

This post is a little delayed, since Filipe's birthday was actually on Saturday. But hey, too bad. We had an open game night at our house (thanks, Pastor Baker) Saturday night. The food was provided by my MIL, the entertainment was provided by my husband (Birthday Boy), and the child care was provided by moi. Actually, I dig kids. I'm much more comfortable hanging out with those whose ages are in the single digits. I won't delve into the ramifications of that now. This blog is about the Birthday Boy.

In case anyone is interested, he turned the big 2-7.

Did I mention the party lasted until 1am? I think that's how long it lasted, anyways. I went to bed at midnight. What a party-pooper! My poor husband got stuck with a lousy hostess for a wife. But I have other skills that make up for it.

I'm really good at alphabetizing our files. That's my skill, so get your mind out of the gutter.

Anyways, here are a couple of shots from the party, so if you weren't there, you can cry that you missed out on all the crazy Adventist fun:

Like I said, food provided by my MIL Leila (she'll cater your event, too. Seriously. Her food--Brazilian--is awesome. She specialized in presentation--making it look good too. Oh, but she'll charge you, but I get it for free--ha!). She also did our wedding actually. Freakin' amazing, she is.

Why does everyone like to hang out in the kitchen? I probably should have mopped the floor.

I went all-out with the decorations.

Although Filipe's birthday speech was emotional and inspiring, my dad's ready for the ice cream (he really likes ice cream. Really.) Game time. I honestly think they woke up the entire neighborhood playing Pit, or Spoons, or whatever in the heck they were playing outside. I was expecting the cops to stop by any minute. Seriously.

This was my social scene--soymilk & cheerios with friend Jeffrey & my Sofia.

What party at the Fernandes house would be complete without an anatomy lesson of the heart? We really know how to party.

So there you have it. Maybe this will motivate you to be ready for it next year. Remember, April 26, 2009--Party Time at the Fernandes House. Rock on.