Going To Assume/Birthday!

I'm going to assume that most everyone who reads my blog is also my friend on Facebook, so really, posting pictures on here is a little redundant. However, sometimes on Facebook you can't really explain the pictures quite as well as one would like. So...

Here is B-Man hanging out outside our home. Woody in hand as usual...(that sounds bad)...

This is Katelyn (no clue how she spells it), playing in the hose with Boston (notice her shirt, her dad is a Sox fan)

Such a handsome boy...  <3>

So, we had Boston's birthday party on the 18th (his birthday is the 31st). I had it so early because I was thinking his sister would be able to come down for it before school started. Well, silly me to think that their father could get his shit together in order for that to happen. So, that was a big issue. I told Jon and his ex wife that I would be willing to meet half way to get her and bring her down. Well, that turned into Jon asking me if she could stay with me. I'm sorry...I'm pretty sure she's YOUR daughter, why the hell wouldn't she stay with you?! Stupid. Just stupid. This is the point where I let him know that Scott is now a part of mine and Boston's life and if she were to stay with me, he would be there too. Surprise, surprise, he freaked out. I told him Scott was coming to the birthday party and he freaked out a little more and said he wasn't going if Scott was. This is the point where my family and I disagreed, but in the end they won. My thought was...you're really going to be that immature and that selfish to NOT come to your son's birthday party because your ex girlfriend (for over a year now) has a new guy in her life? Get over yourself you piece of shit and think about your son. My family's point of view...if it means his father wont be there then Scott shouldn't come. Load of crap if you ask me. (no offense to anyone in my family, this has already been discussed and is over with, love you all <3 again.="again." and="and" be="be" been="been" boston="boston" disinvited="disinvited" father="father" game="game" guy="guy" has="has" his="his" i="i" in="in" involved="involved" jon="jon" know="know" let="let" little="little" months="months" more="more" not="not" once="once" own="own" past="past" pathetic="pathetic" scott="scott" so="so" than="than" that="that" the="the" there.="there." two="two" who="who" with="with" won="won" would="would" year="year">

ANYWAYS....this year I set off on an adventure and decided to make my life just a little bit more difficult than it already is by making cake balls for Boston's party. Sesame Street themed. (I saw them on Pinterest). My wonderful and amazing sister, Holly, helped me with them and did a fantastic job! ;)  Here is how they turned out...

Me and my baby boy after singing Happy Birthday! I think he looks like me in this picture but there are more and more times where I think he's starting to look like his father.

 

Jon had told me that he was going to take a trip and take Boston up to Fargo on Labor Day weekend to see his sister and grandparents since Madison couldn't come here for the party. Well, that turned into a big huge issue also. He told M for weeks that he was coming and got her hopes up and after asking him the entire week before if/when he was going he finally let me know he wasn't on the Thursday before. Now, Scott and I had made plans for Saturday thinking he was really going to follow through with taking Boston up there, so this made me a little upset. (just a little) Course, upsetting me is one thing, upsetting your ex wife is a shit storm, but upsetting your daughter? I honestly do not know how you can live with yourself knowing you just ripped your daughters heart out AGAIN! It makes me want to puke. So, since he wasn't taking Boston I asked him if he would want to at least spend a day with him (the day we made plans) since, after all, it was his sons birthday weekend. He had to work. Always the excuse. However, he had told me that they were closed on Monday. You'd think after being so upset that he can't ever see his kids and he couldn't take his son to see his sister that he'd take the time he did have and come see him. I didn't hold my breath. Long story short...Friday: Boston's actual birthday...nothing. No phone call, no nothing. Saturday: nothing. Sunday: nothing. Monday: nothing. Like I always do when I drive down my street I just take a quick look down the street his friend lives on just to see if he's there. Well, on Monday he was. Now, this friend lives less than 5 miles away from me. Yet, Jon couldn't take the time to see his kid. How pathetic. What bullshit. I hate him.

Birthday Morning: For Boston's actual birthday I wanted it to be extra special since 'you know who' bailed. So, Thursday after work I went and got two "2" balloons, waited until B went to bed and put them in his room (also found on Pinterest). Unfortuantely, they deflated by morning. So, I just tossed them over the side of his crib before I woke him up. He thought it was fun!

LOVE this picture!!

After we got up and got ready to go I decided that a special birthday treat was in order. So, before we went to Grandma's we stopped at Casey's and got a doughnut with sprinkles :) He shared it with Presley like a good boy.

After work we went over to Scott's house then to the horse races. Boston loves watching the horses! To end the night we stopped at McDonald's and got an Oreo McFlurry. He liked that a lot..."Got tookies in it?" (cookies, the one word he doesn't say correctly lol). It was a great day!