Katilin had her 4th Birthday Party on Friday. It was a Minnie Mouse party and lots of fun, in spite of the poopy weather that forced us inside. With about 25 people floating around. Many of them under three. And I did not have a break down. Whew!
My own 4th Birthday party was, I believe, at Peppermint Park back in Houston. We rode little toddler sized rides and probably all drove over there together (maybe 6 kids?) in my parents' station wagon. That probably had seats for 5--and my older brother probably went, too, which means all in all we would have crammed about 10 people into that vehicle. My, my how times have changed. Unless you are Jon & Kate plus 8 or happen to own a school bus equipped for car seats, there is no carpooling the whole birthday party gang to the party location, huh?
Speaking of driving, Kaitlin got her first bicycle for her birthday! She is Little-Miss-Tentative as always and watching her go down the "hill" on the sidewalk and nearly kill herself plowing into the nearby tree as she panicked and let go of both the pedals and the handlebars made me realize just how scary it is to be the parents of the 15 year old driving student. And poor Kaitlin has zero survival instinct whatsoever, so Jesse and I have already begun to fight about which of us will risk life and limb to get her driving. You know, it's only 11 years away now. EEK!
