Leave it to the littlest...

Amongst all the chaos of this week, Logan decided on Monday, while we were evacuated to a downtown hotel, that it was "nigh nigh baby's" birthday tomorrow, she was turning 2. So that set the plans in motion, we headed to the grocery store where Lo picked out cupcakes and after dinner on Tuesday we (nannie, pappa, Uncle G, Aunt Miss and Ryan, Shawn and I) all sang happy birthday to nigh nigh baby on the patio of Anthony's Fish Grotto. It gave us a reason to celebrate. Now I don't really think Logan was searching for some way to cheer everyone up, I honestly think he was looking for an excuse to eat cupcakes, but he did manage to lift everyone's spirits and clear their mind for a bit (especially those who were a bit embarrassed to be singing to a doll in the middle of a crowded restaurant).