Birthday Fun
Such a big day we had last Sunday. Our littlest boy turned 3 years old!
There was a birthday crown, which — surprise! surprise! — he actually wore!
And there were grandpas and grandmas all over the place! Even RoRo and Nana. And special friends and Auntie Kellie came too.
And balloons arrived, which sent the Birthday Boy over the MOON with excitement and inspired many crazy antics!
We had decorated with the birthday bunting and this repurposed Christmas wreath and purple and yellow primroses in pots, and everything looked so festive.
We ate croissant sandwiches and salad and potatoes and strawberries for lunch.
Asher got many lovely presents, including toys like this helicopter and a special doctor’s kit, and big-boy underpants with Thomas the Train on them …
and delightful new books (and we read every one of them three times that day)!
Asher got his wish for a purple hippo chocolate birthday cake. (And mommy got to reuse a specialty cake pan bought last year for Lucas’s birthday. Win win!)
Our guests fussed over the Birthday Boy, who was happy and acting out and a trifle overwhelmed when everyone left—but not so worn out that he couldn’t horse around with his brother for a while, read all his new books, run with the balloons, play doctor, and go for a walk through the neighborhood before he collapsed in a sleepy pile on my bed with me. We both napped that day and it was the best birthday present I could have asked for.
It was a happy birthday!
