Well, the party at Glenda's house was a big hit with Dorian. He got to sit outside on the grass and "mow"! He likes to just sit there and pull the grass up and then drop it around him in little clumps. He doesn't like standing on the grass because it tickles his feet, but sitting and mowing is great fun.
Here is a picture of Glenda and Dorian. Glenda is of course the wonder woman when it comes to getting Dorian to sleep, and sleep for a long time. She says it must be because she's boring that he always sleeps so well, but we think it's just that her house is so nice and quiet and relaxing (when Skipper's not barking).
Dorian definately found a new love of balloons. He kept laying on them and hugging them. It was the cutest thing EVER. He didn't even mind when one popped! We all just looked at him and smiled like it was the most natural thing in the world for them to blow up and so he decided it must be ok. Several of them have popped since then, and he doesn't mind at all except that he has to go look for a new balloon.
Like I said before, the cake wasn't as big of a hit as I was hoping, but oh well. It got mashed up a little bit. The "ewwww" expression on his face is great though huh?
And since we don't have that many pictures with Grandpa, here is one now! Dorian was getting him to lift him up so he could play with a hanging wind catcher. Over and over again.
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