My little man is 3 years old! I can't believe it. He's still just as sweet as the day he was born. He is very into Captain Hook and pirates right now, anything that is close to straight is a dord (sword), including a pencil, a tower of legos, or a hanger. So....we decided to have a pirate party. If you know me, I don't do themed parties very well. It's usually kind of an afterthought, however, this one turned out pretty cute. I was in Charlotte a couple days before the party to work, and Mom and I found a tutorial on the internet (what can't you find on the internet?) on how to make the cake pictured above. I think I sacrificed taste since we used a cake mix and dollar store icing, but it turned out cute.
Here's my little guy admiring his cake the morning of the party.
Truly, the most exciting part of the party, was the cousin time He is a lucky little boy, he has 6 boy cousins, ages 2-11, so he's pretty much set.
Another dollar store find - a version of pin the tail on the donkey including a map and treasure chests.
Having a birthday near Easter means he always has Easter egg hunts (including the week he was born), here they are running for the candy eggs in my parent's beautiful backyard.
Mom planned a treasure hunt with picture clues, a couple for each child, that took them all over the yard.
The end of the treasure hunt....an amazon box painted black with ribbon stapled on. My creativity is close to 0 on a scale of 1-10 so I was pretty impressed with Mom and I's ability to pull this off. It's also not hard to please kids, have plenty of candy and some cheap toys as party favors (the girls got wands and the boys swords) and they are thrilled.
My dear Grandma Nash loved bright, colorful and not necessarily valuable, jewelry...which made for perfect "loot". We added the party favors and a few pieces of candy which Wren (the youngest Nash cousin) is digging for here. Too cute she is.
As far as our Easter goes, we were going to go to church with my parents but changed plans to go with Steven to Pembroke for him to preach on Sunday morning, so he wouldn't have to make an extra trip to pick us back up. A wise friend once told me that while you have litte kids, very rarely will one not wake you up in the middle of the night.That Saturday night, however, topped the charts. I had already been up with D for an hour and gone back to sleep when Mom came in at 4am and told us both the big kids were awake...wide awake. I'm not sure why they both woke up and how they got so wound up (my Mom heard them running around) but getting them back to sleep was not one of our finest moments, to say the least. Both kids wanted me, all the crying woke up D, Steven got frustrated, and I had to leave him with them to get the baby back to sleep. In hindsight, I should have taken them downstairs, turned on Nick Jr., and let Steven sleep on the couch. As it was they only got another hour or so of sleep because we had to leave at 6:30. Needless to say it was a long day and there were no posed pretty family pictures to be taken. The kids did amazingly well, however, especially considering we went to a country club, of all places, to eat lunch with a very sweet older couple. Praise the Lord, He gave us grace and lots of car naps to get through the day.
Last but definitely not least....D started walking! This is his favorite way of course, holding onto someone's finger, but last Friday he took his first steps by himself! His record is probably 10-15 but he is getting more confident every day. I sound like an old lady in the grocery store, but time with these babies really is going fast. Ok, enough cheesiness, I need to go to bed. No telling who will wake me up tonight!
