He talked and talked about getting a blue truck cake with blue truck decorations. I called every bakery in the area, no blue truck cakes every party store and website, no blue truck decorations. In order to not dissappoint him, I took him to the grocery store to pick out his cake. Not Dora, or Mickey Mouse, Thomas or Tonka trucks, not a simple sheet cake, it was the mammoth 3D Noah's Ark Cake. OK, it feeds 20,l00 and costs 20,200 but, that's what he wants. On to the balloons where he picks out Dora and JoJo. This party is beginning to get bit eclectic. The decorations were blue, and then he says he wants a pinata. I was fortunate enough to find a green truck one. For the plates and napkins I landed The Wiggles on clearance. Did he love it? Yes, it was everything he knows and loves. As a parent, I know that many Mom's are gasping at the horror of my sons birthday not being a complete theme. I also only had family attend. He kept saying how much he loved it and how happy he was. That is what matters, not the other stuff, just his happiness. So, for those of you gasping in horror over a multitude of themes and no goody bags, it doesn't matter to Wyatt or I, we truly did things "our" way.
Here's the cake And the festive decorations
He received things that he loves, felt sets and a felt board, a tractor with a trailor to drive in the yard, a mini trampoline, a batman batcave, some "homework" books, DVD's and videos, a cowboy suit and guns and some books. And a few things I am not able to remember (sorry).
It was a wonderful day for a wonderful 3 year old. Where did the time go, seriously, he's three. Just the other day it seems as he was wiggling around in my belly. Then I remember the days and nights that I spent longing for this child, how every part of my being hurt for child. I truly thought deep down I would never have one and I cried tears of pain. Then it happenned and I was so scared something was going to go wrong, I waited, was cautious, thought I would curse such a blessing by talking about it. I was really pregnant and he was really growing at a healthy rate and finally I would have what I have always wanted. Now he walks, talks and talks and talks (and talks), sleeps, eats, and talks and talks. He is Jim and I, totally, looks, actions, expressions, sayings, loving, kind and tender. He is MY little boy. I wish I could tell him to slow down, I still want to hold you and rock you. No matter what, you will always be my baby boy.
Here are a few pictures........the day he was born:
One Year ........................Two Years................Three Years NOW!
Happy Birthday my gorgeous, adorable, smart, fantastic Boy. You are truly my dreams come true. You amaze me everyday with the wonderful things you do. My heart swells when you give me a sweet kiss and a loving hug and say my favorite words, "I love you, Mommy". Everyday with you is the best day of my life. I love you, buddy!!!!!! As I was putting up balloons and streamers, I recalled the day we were blessed with such a perfect precious gift, a gift that we had prayed and prayed for. It is worth every bit of the worry and wait. Wyatt, my worst day with you is still better than my best day at work. I look back at the pictures and wonder where the time went. You are my life, my little man, my blessing. Your use of language, you always amaze me with your comments, "it's perfect"; "of course I would like that", "here you go your majesty", "hi baby sister, you adorable, don't cry", "I love you more than 100 big red cars", "shall we go downstairs and get a cookie, Mommy", I could go on and on. What joy you have brought to my life, you are a true blessing and I will never forget how special you are. Slow down, it is going way to fast and I know I need to savor these moments with you. I love you, son!!!
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