Exciting? Yes. A bit sad? You betcha. This weekend my baby turned 2.
We headed to my parents house at the coast and Blue’s Clues-ed for an entire day- complete with a tot sized pool party, sand box, bouncy house and ALL THE SUGAR YOU COULD EAT. And although it was THE BEST DAY EVER, all of that excitement led to our tot waking with a pretty miserable stomach ache at 3:30a. But it was ABSOLUTELY worth it, for he had the TIME OF HIS LIFE! Success.
Falling asleep as a 1 year old for the last time.
Homemade hats. Just a bit of card-stock, pom poms and hot glue.
DOWWW! As my tot says. No party would be complete without a bit of Play Dough. I printed the labels from Nick Jr. and hot glued them to the tops. The blowers came from the dollar store- I removed the original tops, added a bit of colored paper and hot glue and they fit the theme.
Buttons made from an old Blue’s Clues book. Not perfect, but the kids LOVED THEM!
The only purchased party item. My tots very own Blue’s Clues cake. Cute? Yes. Dangerously sweet? Oh yeah!
I made the cupcake toppers from the rest of the Blue’s Clues book. A few simple cuts, a pom pom and a lollipop stick. Presto.
AND THEN THE PARTY STARTED
The kids, big and small, LOVED splashing in the pool. Considering it was 100 degrees outside, I would have LOVED to get in myself!
My dad made him a HUGE wooden bank. EVERYONE brought bags of change for the kids to fill the bank. College savings? You betcha.
I’m not sure who was more excited. My tot or his cousin Mullet (nickname, naturally).
These two are the BEST OF FRIENDS. They played together all weekend. And luckily, wore each other out.
Did I mention there were LOTS OF SWEETS?
No better place to get clean than the pool.
And no special event would be complete without an allergic reaction. Oh the places they hide cinnamon these days. FAIL.
After a weekend at the coast we were happy to get home. Two refrigerator sized boxes, and two and half hours later, my tot has his very own kitchen. There is no greater feeling than knowing he has EVERYTHING he could EVER want. The shopping cart and goodies were courtesy of his Godmother…and HE LOVES THEM.
So yeah, he’s two. And its been the GREATEST two years of my life. I’ll blink and he’ll be 3, then 13, then 30. But for now I’m gonna sit back and enjoy the hilariousness that accompanies a 2 year old…and perhaps start stockpiling wine for those “terrible 2″ moments that are sure to become more frequent.