What would a tailgate second birthday party be without:

Nothing to flip the hamburgers with,

nothing to cut the cake (purchased from HyVee) with,

imaginary blowing-out of candles and husband mucking around the sewer for a lost Bocce ball?

We had a blast!


Yet more evidence that not everyone has good taste and a sense of humor...

I'll leave you with the same stupid joke I ask my husband every time he comes home from the Red/White spring game:

Who won?