Today is Azita’s third birthday. Almost hard to believe that three years ago she was born at 3:23 a.m. We’ve all grown so much since then. Having kids probably influenced who I am and the kind of person I want to be more than anything else in my life, only closely tied with the Baha’i Faith.
Each year we’ve had a pretty decent party. The first birthday we were so incredibly excited the entire day, and then had a party that weekend with our friends and family.
The next year we threw a big party but had several kids that really kind of took the whole thing over and this year, now that Azita is old enough to enjoy inviting friends over, we are too tired for it all! But we’ll have a great, special day together and this weekend she’ll see family at various times.
My dad wants to take her to Barnes and Nobles and let her pick a book and drink hot chocolate. My mom and sisters will probably just have us at their house or we’ll invite them over here just for the presents and stuff.
Poor kid, Azita keeps talking about her party… we’ll just tell her every little event is a party. We’ll figure out somewhere special to take her tonight, maybe putt-putt or Monkey Joe’s was a good suggestion. What we do together as a family is more important that a big party and presents each year right?
Growing up, each year my mom made a homemade cake, that we got to pick out, in a special cake pan– a cat, dinosaur, I’m trying to remember them all. It was never store bought, which I think is great.
I’ve got a gluten free cake mix in there to bake (I want to be able to eat it too!) and am about to take Azita to the ccraft store to pick a cool shaped pan or just cake toppers. She’ll probably pick Lightening McQueen if they’ve got it!