Life as a 2 year-old is good
The birthday boy has been quite happy in the last few days. First, we gave him what he seems to consider the greatest thing in the world: a nearly-as-big-as-he-is recycling truck. That's pretty much all he's been thinking and talking about. We thought a fascination with garbage collection was a bit quirky too, but then we told ourselves, if they mass produce those, he's probably not the only little boy who's into them.
On Monday when we came back from daycare M's car was in the driveway already, which is very unusual. He opened the door and we came into the house to see that the living room was full of balloons! It was so cute to see him run through them, completely overjoyed. We then took him to McDonald's for dinner. Yeah. What can I say, best place ever for a toddler, especially when you next-to-never go. He then really enjoyed talking on the phone with his grandmas and aunts, and especially liked hearing his grandfather sing Happy birthday to him on the answering machine. Kept talking about it even this morning.
His "daycare birthday" was Tuesday, because they wanted to take advantage of a scheduled visit from a ladybug mascot and make it part of the celebration. I sent over a banner and garlands, as well as little party hats and other trinkets. They had a special lunch and games and songs. Apparently he kept on smiling all day.
He knows that the "real" thing will be happening on Sunday, though. We're going to the Canadian Railway Museum with family and friends (about 40 people expected, gosh, that's big, it's sinking in right now), where we'll have a guided tour and then sweets! I'm not sure why I'm doing this to myself, but I'm baking this train cake with one little wagon per person, all decorated with icing and candy, and set up on a licorice railroad with green coconut grass and a blue sanding sugar pond. If my mother wasn't coming a day ahead to help, there is no doubt I would be failing miserably. In theory it's supposed to look like this:
...but I can't promise anything. We'll see how it goes...
On Monday when we came back from daycare M's car was in the driveway already, which is very unusual. He opened the door and we came into the house to see that the living room was full of balloons! It was so cute to see him run through them, completely overjoyed. We then took him to McDonald's for dinner. Yeah. What can I say, best place ever for a toddler, especially when you next-to-never go. He then really enjoyed talking on the phone with his grandmas and aunts, and especially liked hearing his grandfather sing Happy birthday to him on the answering machine. Kept talking about it even this morning.
His "daycare birthday" was Tuesday, because they wanted to take advantage of a scheduled visit from a ladybug mascot and make it part of the celebration. I sent over a banner and garlands, as well as little party hats and other trinkets. They had a special lunch and games and songs. Apparently he kept on smiling all day.
He knows that the "real" thing will be happening on Sunday, though. We're going to the Canadian Railway Museum with family and friends (about 40 people expected, gosh, that's big, it's sinking in right now), where we'll have a guided tour and then sweets! I'm not sure why I'm doing this to myself, but I'm baking this train cake with one little wagon per person, all decorated with icing and candy, and set up on a licorice railroad with green coconut grass and a blue sanding sugar pond. If my mother wasn't coming a day ahead to help, there is no doubt I would be failing miserably. In theory it's supposed to look like this:
...but I can't promise anything. We'll see how it goes...
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