When Peanut was born…or rather when she turned 1…we decided to start a birthday tradition. Jon and I, if the birthday falls on a weekday, take the day off and we spend the day together, as a family, celebrating the birthday and doing all the special things that will make the birthday girl happy. On her first birthday, Peanut had her birthday party since it fell on a Saturday. On her second birthday we went to Target, the Aquarium, and to daycare for some cupcakes. This year we chose to let Taylor go to school and do all the fun things that Peanut loves, together.
There was a slight set back since we had a snowstorm, daycare had a late start, and a handful of the places we had in mind ended up being closed because of the storm. But we made the best of it.
This was out first visit to Build-a-Bear and we were all giddy. Peanut shut down as soon as the check out girl tried to interest her in the process, but overall she got into it. We picked our “bear” (a white cat), chose a giggle sound, stuffed her, put in a heart, brushed her, and found her a tutu. Peanut has been holding on to her since.
After the Build-a-Bear and a fun ride on the escalator (her favorite), we stopped over at PF Chang’s for lunch (hey, it’s mommy’s day too).
And, since it’s her birthday after all, I asked for a picture with the birthday girl.
After a long drive back (and no nap…dang) we arrived at the next destination – pottery painting!
After we painted our hearts out, we packed it up and headed to daycare. Jon dropped us off and went out to Stop & Shop to pick up some cupcakes. We hung out with Auntie Connie (fav daycare teacher). Just after 3 Jon brought cupcakes and everyone dug in. Then the teachers blasted some music and the kids ran around.
High on cupcake frosting and dancing, we headed home. I made dinner (spaghetti and meatballs, by the birthday girl’s request), we ate and conducted P’s first official birthday interview (to come), and played hide and seek. At the end of the day, Jon and I hung out with our birthday girl together and read her books.
And that…my friends…completes the first day of our first-born’s 4th year of life.