We recently celebrated Thing 3’s FIRST birthday! Little kids and birthday parties are so much fun, although Thing 3 was slightly overwhelmed by all the attention. He arrived like a freight train eight days before his due date. About two weeks before, he wriggled into a frank breech position. After researching the version procedure proposed by my doctor, I opted for a c-section and got on the hospital’s schedule. The weekend before, Thing 3 decided he did not want to wait for that appointment. We arrived at the hospital just in time. Within 30 minutes of getting to the hospital, I was already 7 centimeters dilated and prepped for surgery.
We had a low-key party with family and a few friends. We grilled burgers and hot dogs and inhaled cupcakes. Thing 3 played hard, but kept his stone-cold-sober party face on. He did not want to crack a smile, but he loved his cupcake and playing with his cousin.
This baby is such a good boy! He loves to play peek-a-boo and patty cake. He blows kisses and greets everyone by waving when they come through the door. He turns every small toy into a phone, holds it up to the back of his head, and asks, “Hiya?” He gives these ridiculous open-mouth slobbery kisses. He is becoming more opinionated and independent (and antagonistic towards his big brothers). He is speed-demon crawler and champion cruiser…but has not started walking alone quite yet. He looks so adorable when he cuddles with his favorite blanket. He points at Cheerios and Goldfish when he wants his favorite snacks, although he loves all food. He wakes up happy almost every morning and laughs at his Daddy’s funny faces.
Happy birthday, Thing 3!