I know; you didn't ask, but it's Friday, and I've got to get this off my chest before posting any of the more exciting details. You see, The Sheriff's second birthday was not all that I had hoped it would be; it wasn't even close, but I learned some valuable lessons that day that will help me to be a better mother and co-leader of our family.
W's actual birthday was Saturday, the day of his party, a party that I told my husband was going to be "no big deal" and "just a little play date." It was. Sort of. When I waited until the last minute to get decorations together (decorations just a "little play date" probably didn't need!) and even did my food prep entirely too late, the day turned into a show to put on instead of a day to cherish and celebrate a sweet boy with our friends and family.
I don't mean to sound whiny or ungrateful. I am so thankful for each guest that came over that day. I am thankful for family that traveled to be there with us. I am thankful for the decorations I had time to put up (and those left in my closet unhung!) and the food on the table.
At the end of the day I think I wanted to have a toddler party for me. I wanted to check Pinterest for all sorts of cutesy ideas, and I wanted to put those ideas to good use! I don't see anything wrong with that. I enjoy it, and it can be a bit of therapy for me.
The problem was that I had said party on the actual day of W's birthday; therefore, I spent the morning in a mad rush to get everything done and had no family time. I spent the party watching out for the rain and making sure everything was going ok with hardly any time with my little fellow. That little fellow wasn't exactly thrilled about so many people around either.
I spent the afternoon trying to clean and recover.
So the advice that you didn't ask for: Have a toddler party if you want. I won't have one next year for sure. Just don't have that party on the actual birthday if the lofty party planning ideas in your head will keep you away from sharing memories with the boy (or girl) of the hour.
I did spend the day before sharing cupcake making and eating on W's last day as a one-year-old, and those moments my heart will hold forever.
(And I'll have a few pics coming next week of the party itself. It was nice, and I think everyone had a great time. If I could go back in time, I'd just schedule it for another day. Happy Friday!)