Sunday, October 5, 2008

Happy Birthday, Ayden!

Friday was Ayden's 3rd birthday, and we had a great time spending the weekend celebrating. What a joy he is!! Friday we woke up to cupcakes and presents. I think Ayden thought that was the end of his big day, because, when wished a Happy Birthday at 9:00 am, he declared, "It's not my birthday anymore." We tried telling him throughout the day that it still was, but it wasn't until late afternoon, maybe when having pizza with Grandma and Grandpa (another present was involved) that he ascribed to the "birthday all day" theory:)

Saturday was the party, and it was fun. We had beautiful weather, so we were able to have it outside. Nearly all of Ayden's very dear friends could make it, and they enjoyed croquet, bowling, and a guitar pinata. Our theme was "Things Ayden likes," so we had a fire truck cake (joint effort by Josh and me) as well as a dump truck cake with "dirt" brownies/pudding and gummy worms, a guitar pinata, sesame street plates/napkins, and ball-themed invitations. Ayden had a blast and was a wonderful host. By the end of the night he was happily exhausted.

So, now we enter the wonderful world of a three-year-old. One event, yet to experience but much anticipated, is enjoying the Eagle's Nest at our groccery store, Giant Eagle. Giant Eagle offers free childcare in a very appealing playroom equipped with toys, video games, etc. Unfortunately, you must be three to enjoy it. So, Ayden has been very excited to go to the groccery store's "playground." Also, now that he's three, he gets to change classes at our Gymboree play and music program. His new class is called school skills, a pre-pre-school of sorts. It's a drop-off class, and I think he'll enjoy learning letters and other skills in a more structured setting.

Kieran is out-right crawling now, having fully rejected the army crawl. He's a happy camper, except when he's supposed to be sleeping, like right now. If I thought it might jar some ideas in terms of getting us through the night or a nap, I would literally bang my head against a wall. However, knowing that won't be helpful, I'll settle for the metaphorical "I'm banging my head against the wall" in frustration. He loves to be a part of things, and, unfortunately, bed time does involve a degree of separation. That aside, the little guy is developing quite the personality, and we love the big smile that's (usually!) on his face.

Enjoy the birthday pics!