2 years old but I feel 100
Well our small little fiesta for Tin’s 2 year old birthday turned into an all day event complete with thunderstorms, balloons, a guy who manned a hot dog cart and a saxophone, not to mention cupcakes up the wazoo and kids galore. Late in the day when I walked into Tin’s room with every toy and piece of toy he owns littered across the floor and saw four kids jumping on the bed, I saw my son truly happy – the one thing he is told not to do 24/7 is jump on the bed and he raced to get up there and jump jump jump reaching some state of toddler nirvana.
Lord today, the mothers were duly exhausted, but a good time was had.
