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one. two. three. four. five.

My sweet baby is now a little boy, who seems to grow taller right before my very eyes. People say that time flies, but it seems to soar by leaps and bounds now that I have children. It leaves me grateful for every photo I snapped of him when he was tiny, every little bit of blurry video, every smudged impression from his tiny hands. Because that wee thing shown above turned five last week. And each time I look at him now, I still see that sweet little baby and his big eyes looking back at me.

The birthday party we had planned for him at his favorite park, with cousins and friends and family, got rained out. We were at the pool enjoying the sunshine on Friday, but come Saturday morning as we drove to the park, the raindrops started to fall. I didn't have a rain plan (this is sunny southern California!). But we scrambled and moved the party to our house, about fifteen minutes before it began. Phone calls were made. Rooms were quickly cleaned. Food that had just been packed for the park was unpacked. Balloons were hung. And do you know what happened next?

Guests arrived. Children played. Rocket balloons went sailing in every direction. The pinata was broken open. Children spontaneously sang Happy Birthday. Candles were lit and blown out. And my boy smiled and smiled.

I did manage to snap a few photos from the party.. coming shortly.

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little boys are wonders!!! happy 5!

06.24.2009 | Unregistered Commenterkathryn

What an ADORABLE baby face...and what a lovely party. So glad it worked out in the end!

06.25.2009 | Unregistered CommenterKatie

You do NOT expect rain here in June! Way to go and be flexible. It will always be a great memory.
When my son was turning 2, his park party got POURED out. We turned out tiny garage (also my husband's art studio, home of the washer and drier, bikes, etc) into a fire station. We hung butcher paper on the walls and my husband painted fire trucks and such everywhere. It was like our own little romper room. And it was a lot of fun.
Are there more pictures? Can't wait to see them. They are so inspiring.
Doy ou have a flikr site? Or is that too much info to share with the world?

06.25.2009 | Unregistered CommenterGreta

i now know 5 will come in a blink for my boys, it is alternately a wonderful and wrenching feeling. i understand now why my parents occ treat me as if i am still young...it must seem like i was just their baby not that long ago too.

happy birthday C. those cupcakes are going to a 4th of july party with me, for sure.

06.25.2009 | Unregistered Commentermamie

oh man that top pic is too adorable i cant stand it! :)


06.26.2009 | Unregistered Commentertiffany.

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