Party!

Today we attended a birthday party for William's future fiancée Zoe, who just recently turned two. The event was fairly low-key, three tots including the birthday girl, so even though it took place at an indoor playground it wasn't, unlike some other child birthdays, a sign of the extravagence of our times. We'd never been to Little Goobers before, so my normally dare-devil climbing son was at first a little nervous about trying out the giant treehouse and slide. Plus, he was distracted by many snacks provided by Zoe's Mom. Eating is his hobby you know. And he's not picky either, as evidenced by the above shot of him eating a styrofoam cup.


Lucky thing toddler parties are table manners optional. Here's William, fellow party guest Leyla (curls) and birthday girl Zoe opting to skip the candles and cake-cutting and go right to devouring the poor defenceless bunny cake.


William eventually got over his nerves and climbed everything climbable. He even went down the slide without an adult, which Zoe has never done (even though she's a regular). Of course that was after going down a couple times with me. Everyone was all impressed that I was climbing all over the play structure, despite having just given birth two-weeks ago.

Speaking of being impressive. My highly advanced daughter rolled onto her back during tummy-time on the couch yesterday. Kids aren't supposed to do that until they're three months old. I choose to believe my child is super-advanced, though most of the credit goes to the bounciness of the couch (which she nearly rolled off of).