In summary: there were monkeys, there was cake, there were a few of Wyatt's closest friends on hand to celebrate (and despite the fact that we limited the party to people Wyatt sees on a really regular basis, he was still overwhelmed and had to have some time in his room to "collect himself"). He liked his cake, he liked his friends, his friends liked the ball pit and the adults had fun, too. Now for the pictures.
Wyatt got his own baby monkey cake. I'm not gonna lie, it was partly because hey! that's cute but mostly because I couldn't stand the thought of having to get chocolate frosting out of his clothes.
This is Wyatt showing his appreciation for getting a cake all to himself. Oh, and the part where everyone was singing to him? He liked that, too.
So I can just put my hands right here? And it's okay?
Is this the chocolate you don't want on my clothes?
This frosting stuff is yummy!
Don't worry. I'll get it all off my fingers.
Woo hoo! Now I feel GOOD!