Ain’t no party like a toddler’s party

It had to happen some time, I know that, but knowing beforehand doesn’t make it any less traumatic. And maybe I’m over-reacting a touch, but as a father that’s my right. And anyway, it definitely feels like the end of an era…

Heather is no longer a toddler!

To be honest, I think she’s been way beyond that label for some time, but to have her officially┬ámove out of the toddler age bracket (as defined by Wikipedia) still feels like the passing of something we’ll never see again… at least until Megan takes her first solo steps anyway. And that could be any day now!

Birthday girlAnyway, all of this is a long-winded way of saying that we’re now in recovery from celebrating Heather’s third birthday, and her official transition into “little girlhood”.

Saturday’s party surprised me, in that it was a calmer affair than in previous years – I expected the opposite to be the case. Maybe it’s because there were no boys there (I’m excluding Lewis from that count, on the basis that he’s only 4 months old), or maybe it’s because we refrained from getting the caterpillar tunnel out.

Or maybe it’s because the kids involved are getting older, and consequently things are more structured? I think this is the first year we’ve had organised games and activities (as opposed to organised chaos) all of which seemed to go down well. A particular hit was cupcake decorating, which involved sprinkling liberal amounts of edible glitter, dolly mixtures and various other cake toppers over pre-frosted cupcakes (expertly made by mum). What we hadn’t considered, though was the risk of spillage – despite sweeping several times I’m still finding little sugar balls on the floor, and probably will be for years.

Birthday girlYesterday we took the birthday girl out for ice cream sundaes at Equi’s. While her younger sister munched her way through several scavenged bits of wafer, Heather amazed me and Gem by powering through a chocolate marshmallow sundae that was almost as big as her head – and that was a kid’s portion! Ours were even bigger – 3 large scoops of ice cream, plus toppings, wafers, sauces and a large dollop of cream on top. I have to admit I was struggling a little to finish it, but I battled though and got there in the end. Is that a sign of getting old?

As far as presents go, she got a good haul. Highlights included a doll’s house (I was pleased with that – it only took 2 hours to build, but the box said 3 years+!), a bike from Nana and Grandad and a Baby Annabel doll from Grandma and Grandpa. I’m pretty sure the only gifts that got an audible “WOW”were the Woody and Jessie dolls, which tells you how much she loves the Toy Story movies.

We are going to have to send an urgent memo to Santa though – quite a few things need scoring off the Christmas list! I’m sure he’ll have it all under control…

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