Three years in

It’s our little guy’s birthday.  I have been thinking all day about that day, what happened Mindy by minute.  For example, it’s now 8:10pm.  I was laying in the recovery area, supervised by a nurse, being spoon fed watery ice.

He’s almost a big kid now and it blows my mind.

First, we had cupcakes for just the three of us.

Baby helped me clean up the garden a little.

And the next morning, we invited some of the kids from his nursery at church to join us (me and baby) at the park for cupcakes, and popsicles. 

Since he didn't express any particular interest in a theme, I chose a favorite cartoon.  Notice the cheesy hat, and napkins i'm holding.

Andrew made a little game, a box with cups embedded.  Each cup is filled with toys (in this case, they were from the same cartoon) and then covered with tissue paper.  The little kids thought punching the tissue paper was the best part.  I realized that it was just a smaller version of a pinata, a great party favorite in our house.

When I was handing out the popsicles, when the sun finally came out and it warmed up dramatically, some random kids came along asking for popsicles as well.  I don't think they realized that we were having a party, but luckily i'd brought plenty.  Since temporary tattoos are also a favorite, I gave one to each kid, even the kids that didn't know the cartoon.  Baby loves to show off his tattoos to anyone and everyone.