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Birthday Boy

We celebrated Luke's 2nd birthday today! Yay! We went jumping this morning at the local bouncy place until Luke was so worn out he couldn't climb up to the slide, and then we came home for a short nap.

Michael and I hadn't gotten around to getting Luke a birthday present (oops) so Amanda, Eleanor, Luke and I went to two toy stores looking for the two toys I had determined Luke really needs: a basketball hoop and a toy vacuum cleaner. We found a hoop that has suction cups that (sort of) stick onto the back door, so the basketball is taken care of. Apparently there was a run on vacuum cleaners, because they weren't in stock. We could have gotten a pink bubble mower instead, but we chose to get a "popper".

One of the best things about having a food allergic child is finding creative substitutes for difficult foods, in this case, substituting rice krispy bars for birthday cake. Much easier to make, and the kids are guaranteed to like it. Michael lit two candles for his cake, but Luke hid his face and cried when he saw them. We think that he is remembering the firecrackers we lit a few months ago, which he definitely disapproved of. His sisters blew the candles out for him.

Luke opened some presents from family, including the new "Cat" book by Matthew Van Fleet. He seemed to know that they were cats, but when I asked what they said, he said "oof!" He eventually started meowing after his sisters encouraged him. His presents were wrapped loosely in pink tissue paper, which is one of the hazards of having two older sisters. (Some of the others involve jewelery and princess dresses, as well as the kinds of movies you are exposed to.) I have to admit that he was more interested in his rice krispy bar than the presents.

I keep finding myself trying to count the kids: There's Eleanor, there's Amanda, there's Luke...and then panicking: where's the baby!? The days of sweet immobile babies are behind, the days of racing after Luke (and Amanda and Eleanor) trying to anticipate ever new kinds of trouble are ahead. Hurray for 2 year olds!

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Anonymous said…
I'm glad Luke liked the book! Anders was sure he would.

FNDP

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