My best friend turned 30 on Valentine's day last week. Happy Birthday Whitney!

We celebrated on the Friday in a private party room. Jake was invited and stayed until 12:30 AM. He was the hit, and although busy was quite content soaking up ALL of the attention. I think he may have thought it was his birthday. He even got to blow out some candles.

It was a great night and tons of fun. The only bad part of the night was the end, as I walked through the bar/pub to get out to the parking lot, I got a few heckles "Who brings a baby to the bar?" and of course a few dirty looks. Now if jake had been screaming and cranky for hours before I would have left early. But he was happy to play. As soon as he started to get tired, we left. so to all the poo-pooers out there, here's my middle finger! Oops promised myself I wouldn't get vulgur.