Although there was still reason for hope.
Our 2-year old angel was running around and shouting from 3-to-7 AM, but crashed for a power nap and was pretty chipper.
Our 4-year old whirlwind was battling an ear infection, but was wide-eyed and captivated.
Dad was rocking the (in)famous "Riddler" green corduroys - suspiciously not pictured. I guess it's the one day of the year they didn't stand out. Anyway, I was on sangria #2 when mini-me threw in the towel.
Guess we'll have to have that talk on his 5th birthday.