It went well. Drake had a good time, enjoyed his Elmo cupcakes, loved opening presents. My granddaughter had a major meltdown. She was tired and her daddy was in another room putting together Drake's new big-boy bed and he had shut her out, hoping she'd play while he worked on the bed. She did NOT want to play and she DID want her daddy. So I spent about an hour in my bedroom rocking and singing to her til he finished the bed. I was really sorry she was unhappy but I loved the closeness of it, she has never allowed me to cuddle her. I hope next time I see her she'll remember I was the one who comforted her and we'll develop a better relationship from this.