Yahooie! Yippee! Sequoia's Turning 3!

Well, she turned 3 in November and I'm just getting around to posting it now!

There was all kinds of fun stuff to do at Sequoia's celebration:

Tunnels galore...

Right this way to the balloon room extravaganza!

My family almost got swallowed up!

Bubble magic was a favorite with the younger crowd

And of course, hatching my plans to take over the world while sweet Grandma Iris and dazed cousin Lucas stand by.


I've got Grandma Karen in on the plan now, but Lucas is going to take a little more convincing.



Thank goodness Uncle Chris stayed after the festivities to help me with his superior medical skills. I have developed a nasty habit of swallowing puzzle pieces a la Curious George and have become a frequent flier to the imaginary ER. Nothing a little tickling, surgery, and band-aids can't fix.

Updatequoia

The following images are all as fresh yesterday's meatloaf but are related in topic to posts of the past.


Following an early morning balloon bath Sequoia's hair is tragic thanks to the magic of electricity static.


Sequoia nearly bursts with excitement at the whirling advances in electrified dental care.


Bathtime postures have taken on sprawling new advancements.




If you really need to lay low try doubling the shades for twice the incognitos.

Sequoioon

Sequoia delights in the squeaky company of 72 balloons.


The toddler transforms a humble play pen into a bouncy cave of latexy joy.


Sensing a disturbance in the outside world Sequoia dives for the comfort of her colorful trapped gasps.


Sequoia, safely sequestered, serenely smiles aside several spheroids

Santaquoia

Uncertain of the old elf, Sequoia keeps a yellow projectile at the ready.

While Santa has his hands full, Sequoia pilfers a quick balloon from the sack.

Caught in the act, Sequoia is reminded of the prospect of a coally holiday. Her mother gasps in abashed denial.