HELP ME!!! (by Carson Darby)

Hey, this is Carson. You know, Alex's baby brother. Well I'm sure you've all heard about the blue birthday party. My mom can tell the rest of the story, but I wanted to be sure and let you all see what torture I had to endure on this "diva day." UGH! Apparently, there is a multi-step process in becoming a blue party princess. Let me share this ridiculousness with you so you can empathize.

Step 1: Nail Day. Good times. I got drug along to some nail salon just to watch my sis get her nails and toes painted. Is this really necessary? All the ladies in the salon were telling Alex how cute she was and how special it was to get her first mani/pedi. GAG!

Step 2: The dressing process. This is apparently done in several stages. Here is a pic of sis getting dressed. Out of control. Notice the blue hair. Is that necessary? I personally think that is a bit over the top, but no one asked for my opinion.

Step 3: Unlocking the inner diva. The pictures say it all.

Seriously??

Step 4: Running around the house like a hot mess, showing off to everyone.

She called this thing around her waist a "toot." I'm so sure...everyone knows it's a TUTU! How old is she? Sigh.

Does she think she is a supermodel? Check out that face!

Step 5: Rubbing it in my face. You can see in this picture that she is driving me nuts! I have to sit by her in the car. The whole way to the party all I heard was "I'm 4, I'm 4...I'm the blue princess today."

I know I am being a bit harsh, but you just have to understand how it really is from my perspective. This is MY photo telling you how I feel about all this hoopla.

Peace out,

Carson (the outnumbered male with no chance of a normal life....come save me!!!!)