One day early. Par-tay was on Saturday. Due to the frightfully unseasonal snowstorm we got my mom was not able to join us. But those that did make it had a blast. Especially the Monkey. He loves balloons so we had plenty of those on hand. And his addressing of the ice cream cake was spot on - totally cliche. Grabbed a chunk when he was blowing out his candle, then we hacked off a piece about the size of his head and he dove right in... face first.