It was Max's first birthday party this weekend at Two Boots in the Slope. I was super late because the J train conspired with the F train to screw me over and make a 30-minute commute take over an hour and a half. I would love to know what they're actually doing in the tunnel that requires the F trian to run on the A line. Anyway, I got there in time for the highlights: Max getting his presents and Max 'eating' birthday cake.
When presented with the fabulous homemade monkey cake, Max started playing it like it was a conga drum. Soon, the monkey was no more. Apparently this cake was the young man's first taste of refined sugar! Soon, he will be a peanut-butter M&M addict like I am.
Here, Sean appears to be more interested in the present than Max. A couple more photos on the Flickr site. Happy birthday, Max!
