It’s time for my second Best Thing Thursday post!
This week, my Best Thing was definitely Baby I’s third birthday. She had a lot of celebration, and it was so much fun.
Last Friday, we began her multi-day birthday celebrations at my in-laws’ house, where we had a small party for Baby I. She was absolutely showered with toys and clothes, so we’re still sort of going through all of those things and trying to organize everything (I don’t know about you, but I have a much harder time purging things and organizing in the winter than I do in the spring. Some of that stuff might just sit in my garage until March. No shame).
Then on Saturday, Baby I had her first real birthday party with three of her little friends. It was so much fun. I didn’t know what to expect with littles at a party, so I didn’t plan much and just let them kind of take the lead. That turned out to be the best plan, because Baby I was actually kind of cranky that day and so were some of the other kids. They definitely wouldn’t have been up to play any structured games or anything. Instead they all kind of picked at the snacks, played in the living room and in Baby I’s room, and of course ate cake. Us parents got to sort of chill out, too, since the kids were all entertaining each other. I was exhausted afterward, but very glad Baby I had such a fun celebration.
Tuesday was Baby I’s actual birthday. A and I went into her room together to wake her up and made a big “you’re three!” to-do. She liked that 🙂 And then we had to get ready and take Baby I to her first day of preschool since the winter break. I took a half-day so I could pick her up after lunch and just hang out. It seemed like she had a fantastic day. My mom and dad came over later in the afternoon, and we all played, ate chili, and then topped off the night with cupcakes. Diet starts tomorrow.
Mostly, I’m just amazed at what a little person she’s become. It really does happen so fast. Well, maybe not in the moment, but it retrospect, it feels like I just gave birth to her. I’m glad I took lots of pictures of her as a tiny baby, because I just can just barely access those memories of what she was like. But at the same time, it feels like she’s just always been a part of our lives because we just love her so much, and we’ve really hit our stride as a family unit. I’m just so happy to be her mom.
What was the best thing about your week? Any tips for organizing/purging a bunch of stuff that’s just sort of hanging out in your garage?