For his 4th Birthday party, I wanted to switch things up and go "outside of the box" and so we asked our local fire station if they'd let us host the party there. We go to church with a few of the guys and I might be partial but, I think everyone that works there is so exceptionally nice. From letting us host our party there, to wanting to help us unload all of our party gear from the car, to giving each child a fire hat....they blew me away. Such an awesome group of guys!
The party was filled with some of our very favorite friends, some we've known for a long time and some that we're so excited to be getting to know better. And of course family, that we also call friends. We toured the fire station, played Pin the Tail on the Dalmatian and Musical Chairs, ate lunch, had cupcakes and opened presents.
It was fun but, I'm going to go out on the transparent limb here and write from my heart. After the party was over, I felt like I totally missed the mark. Judah had fun but, he wasn't really into the games and at certain times I could sense that all of the activity was overwhelming to him. As his Mom, it was hard to see him not having the best time ever. I'm a Mom, I plan my tail off and I want nothing more than to see my son smiling, laughing and having a blast. Because, isn't that what we all want---to see our kids filled with complete joy? And when that doesn't happen, the feeling of failure creeps in. It's hard when you've done your best and afterwards, your best feels like it might not have been adequate.
I've had some time to process and even though I feel like I might have missed the mark, I'm realizing that he did have fun and that it wasn't all bad. He was smiling and laughing and even though he might have been overwhelmed at times, it certainly wasn't all bad. We are so incredibly blessed to have a great group of friends and family and I'm so glad he was able to celebrate with them!
This weekend, I've been humbled over and over again. I'm so human. Some of my ideas are great, others are not. I try. Sometimes my efforts are good, sometimes I chalk it up as a learning experience. And when I sit down to write, it's like therapy. I write from my heart and I hope that it comes across as genuine.
A few photos from the party:
Personalized "Happy 4th Birthday Judah!!!" water bottles.
Chocolate cake pops with vanilla coating, and a number 4 sign that I made from a picket fence board.
Chocolate cupcakes with cream cheese frosting and cherry gum drops.
Opening presents with some of our sweet friends.
And a few photos from the rest of our weekend..................................
Sidewalk chalk and pretend snow angels.
Bubbles at sunset.
One of my favorite memories from the weekend:
After Judah woke up on his Birthday morning and confirmed with us that it really was his Birthday, he said "Ok, I'll be right back!" and immediately ran down to his bedroom. Moments later, his voice rang out with "Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday to me! Happy Birthday dear ME, Happy Birthday to me!!!" When he walked out, it was like nothing happened.
How was your weekend???