Samantha turns 3 on February 7th. She thinks she has been 3 for the last 3 weeks, since we had her birthday party in January. My due date is Feb 9th and that was just too close to risk a cancelled party for our star 3 year old. We did a number of things we ordinarily might not have done if we were 1) living in our own space, and 2) not 9 months pregnant. Like, for example, outsourcing the party to the Gymnastics Academy of Boston, where our girls take gymnastics class. And, for buying a cake...don't tell anyone I have a cake blog and chose instead to pick one up from Royal Pastry Shop in Cambridge (which is still nowhere near as good as that cake you always get, Shannon, but I wasn't going to order one from Illinois either).
Elliot & Samantha & I have spent long hours on our new commute over the last month planning the details of Samantha's party. It somehow causes all back seat bickering to stop and the creative juices to flow. So, you can imagine our, and Elliot's disappointment that El could not go to the party. On the way home from her gymnastics class, she said she felt sick. She barfed when she got home. But hey - still 2 hours before the party...maybe she was just carsick or something? But when changing for the party, she hurled again, so she stayed home with grandpa instead. Turns out she had a nasty 24 hour thing and was sprightly by morning - which is a good thing, but we missed her at the party. Samantha however, got to be the true star of the show and was an excellent little hostess - hugging all of her friends and cousins hello & goodbye and handing out those bloody goody bags with such glee!
We'll have a little family party for her on the 7th too, so she'll be extra confused.
