His third birthday was a casual and extended affair. It was during a weekday so we still had errands to run (like getting Keahi a soccer ball and searching for a smaller uniform that wouldn't drown him to his knees) and didn't have time to make a cake so we saved cake and presents for Saturday. But we did do the 2 most important things that Jarom requested: going to the zoo (once he was told there was no aquarium) and watching.......yup, you guessed it, Cars for the umpteenth time. And we had the pancakes and Portuguese sausage (substitute that comes close but not really as delectable as the real thing) that he wanted for dinner. At the zoo we even spent the $9 to ride the train back to the entrance--which made me miss the all inclusive membership at the Bronx zoo including the skyfari and the monorail. The boys laughed and pointed loudly--yes, you can even point loudly if you're a Temple boy--at all the animals and generally made such merriment that it was like a big party all on our own. I think because Jarom has Keahi he doesn't really think about having a lot of friends and doing a party like Keahi had starting with his 2nd b-day. It's nice to have a built-in friend. My favorite part of Jarom's big day was listening to him sing happy birthday to himself all morning. At first when he'd sing "..to you..." Keahi kept telling him it wasn't his (Keahi's) b-day but Jarom's so then Jarom started singing to himself in third person just to be clear. Sidenote: there are no pics because I forgot the camera on my son's birthday. Bad, bad mom.
Then on Saturday we went to Keahi's first soccer game where he scored his first goal--very chaotically and probably accidentally but nonetheless joyously--and then went to Chuck-E-Cheese to continue the birthday celebration. Then I went shopping with Bettina while Iz stayed home with the kids and made the Cars birthday cake--such a good dad. Jarom was very happy to get to wear his birthday crown--a road with cars on it--and get to open presents and have cake. We switched his dinner over to his new Cars bowl and plate and I don't think he'll ever eat off of anything else again. (Thank you popo.) He also got to pick out a couple of things from a rummage sale and chose a red sled and a blue chair. Today he tried to use his blue chair at the kitchen table and his head barely peeps over the top of the table. But he still enjoyed his sandwich sub-table style.
I think it's hard to let go of your birthday as a kid. Today he insisted that it was still his birthday and asked to eat more of his birthday--meaning the cake. But while he wants it to be his birthday everyday--who wouldn't--he doesn't want to grow up. The morning after B-DAY, he wailed, "I want to be 2!" I hear ya buddy. Sometimes I wanna be 2, too.
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