Rylee is TWO!

Rylee's 2nd birthday was yesterday the 25th. Although she was sick (poor girl) she was a little trooper and we still had her party in the evening. She was definitely not feeling good and was really cranky. I'm glad we just went ahead and did it anyway because now I don't have to worry about it anymore. My friend at the party asked me, "Are you excited for tomorrow?" I asked, "What's tomorrow?" She replied, "Not today." HA HA. Oh yes, this is exactly how I feel today. Although I am quite the party planner and have to have everything perfect, I am glad it is over. I have to have everything matching perfectly. When I went to pick up Rylee's cake and the blue wasn't the exact color I had in mind, I seriously let it bug me. It still looked way cute though! Love how it turned out. She did a great job. I even ordered plates and napkins to match the blue...not sure how we didn't get a picture but we didn't! You can see the plate in the picture of Rylee eating her cake though. :) That's how picky I am. The plates and napkins HAD to match.

I love planning Rylee's birthdays though. Just the 2 she has had so far were so fun!

Thanks to my friend Kim for coming to the party and taking pictures! I was grateful I didn't have to worry about taking pictures on top of everything else. On my previous post there is a link to her photography blog.

The cute little sign I made.

Poor girl did not feel very good.

Kelly refinished this little rocking chair for her. I am in LOVE with it!

Cute little VANS shoes from Uncle Scott!

I think it's safe to say her favorite gift was her "stoway" (stroller -- she can't say her R's). I definitely should have waited to open this last...whoops.

Rylee's little car from my parents. She is in love with the one at my parents they just had to get her one of her own.

We tried to get a picture of her with all her gifts -- fail. She was so done by the end of the party. She did get a bunch of good stuff though! Lucky girl!

Don't mind how ghostly white we look -- and Rylee just looks miserable. Poor baby.