Sebastian turned the big 0-2 last weekend. He brought in the day with an early morning present-opening (a wooden kitchen set and a watering can!) then headed off for breakfast with me and "Ba-pa" Doug donning a card that sang "Celebrate good times!" which he opened and danced to approximately one thousand times throughout the meal. In the late afternoon the party guests began to arrive, and within ten minutes the long-awaited celebration (which we had talked about many times, listing all the people who would be coming and how many "big naps" it would be until the party) was overwhelming and perturbing him. He chased me around the house and garden asked to be picked up as I put the finishing touches on the meal I'd cooked over twenty people. Eventually he realized what was going on, and relaxed. There was much playing, eating and laughing. If anything, that day was a day all for him, during which he must have realized without a doubt that he is loved and celebrated by many, many people.
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| His new art easel. |
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| A quiet moment before the guests arrived. |
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| Birthday "bumps" in the fish taco parade wagon. |
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| The long-awaited birthday "piieee!" |
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| Uncle "Nomi," a dump truck, and a helmet. |
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| Family portrait in evening, with a two-year-old. |
