Happy Birthday, Kyle!
We had a party to celebrate Kyle’s third birthday. We’re not big on presents, so our parties are of the potluck kind, which is a lot of fun because you never know what you’re gonna get. I made his cake (two, actually) and Dad made garbanzo bean salad, which was all done from scratch, even the vinaigrette. From one to three pm, we had a grand old time, watching the kiddies run around in the backyard, climbing on the monkey bars, and just being kids. Ty ended up hitting another kid in the face, which is uncommon for Ty, so I assume that the kid deserved it.
We sang “Happy Birthday” while Kyle kept announcing that he was watching the car race. Loudly. The cake was decorated with a big river-like “3″ that ran along the middle so that the safari (toy) animals could take a drink Then it winded into his name. Somebody brought Kyle a Spider-man kite. I’m not one to let the kids play with action figures, but it’s a kite, not a Spider-man, so my dad and the kids went outside to fly the kite. It kept getting caught on the roof, and it was hard to see anyway as the sun was right behind the kite! Perhaps we’ll go to the park with Grandpa one of these weekends and really fly the kite.
And that’s it. On Monday, we kept saying “Happy Birthday” to Kyle, and “Happy Big Brother Day” to Ty. We had some cake that evening and watched Disney’s Peter Pan. The boys fell asleep the second that it ended (about 9:30pm), and we took them to their beds.
