HAPPY BIRTHDAY!We’ve already celebrated your birthday with friends and family, but today is the day you were actually born. I’m glad we saved this day for just the three of us – it felt more special and we had more than one day to celebrate your awesomeness.
Two years ago today. I sound like one of those corny moms (“How did it go so fast?”) but it’s so true. It’s strange to look back at these pictures and realize that that was once you. I can still see you, but you’ve changed so much that it’s almost as if you’re not the same person!
You were the first grandchild (on both sides) and the first great-grandchild (on my side). There are so many people that love you and would do anything for you. We love you Tabby. You changed our lives. Even though it’s only been two short years, it seems like we’ve never been without you.
On that same note, how does one honestly celebrate a 2 year old’s birthday? I tried to put myself in Tabby’s shoes…”Well, she likes food, she likes to read books, and she likes to run in circles.” Pretty easy to entertain. We ended up deciding on a play place. Call us white trash ghetto, but we NEVER do this. Handsome initially said, “I worry about germs!” Honey, I work in special ed. I’ve already had everything out there thus far. Not worried.
The kid was in heaven. I was a “mean” mom and made her eat some food before we even showed her the play area. Normally Tab is a great eater – her birthday dinner, however, consisted of french fries. I did sneak in a few bites of chicken … proof!
The biggest discovery of the day? BBQ sauce. The kid goes crazy for it. Case in Point:
Seriously though. She was so polite. “Mo fy peese” (translation: More Fry Please). Dinner was great.
When she’d had enough “dinner” we headed out to play. It takes her a minute to warm up, and she doesn’t really like to play by herself or with mom/dad. She LOVES other kids. She found some cute little girls and made instant best friends.
When we got home I wanted to see what she’d do with her birthday cake. (We had so many treats at her parties that the cake went untouched!) First thing? “Ninnie Mouse!” Don’t ask me why she says ‘Minnie’ with an ‘N’ when she can OBVIOUSLY say the letter ‘M.’ Sheesh…
|“Oh No, Ninnie ear!”|
One thing led to another and …. yup. You guessed it. She finally put it in her mouth. Reaction: You be the judge…?
T went nuts over the homemade fondant and vanilla bean icing. Skip the cake! We tried to feed it to her but she wanted nothing to do with it. By the end, her cake looked like this:
No white (homemade) fondant dots any more. The cake and red (store bought) fondant remain. Any takers? There’s still some good stuff in there!
Happy birthday T. You make us laugh, you drive us crazy, you make us a family. Love you kiddo.