Yesterday our baby girl turned 3. Not a baby anymore, although she didn't really want to be a baby from the start. She has been excited for weeks about her party and how all her friends were coming. I clearly was brilliant enough to think that a 3 year old's Dora birthday should occur in our home organized by a mother who would be postcall from obstetrics. Thank the Lord that the call gods were benevolent and I had some sleep the night before. When I came home in the morning I'd had some sleep and was able to enjoy watching her brother bring her presents down for her (easel from Cian and play kitchen from us).
Emily had been very clear for months that she wanted a Dora birthday so decorations were purchased in the traditional orange, purple and hot pink. There were balloons and snacks and a bull pinata. I had planned activities but doing Cian's birthday had taught me that kids basically just want to play and don't really care about specific party games (at least the kids we hang out with). Cian had the wherewithal to ask to be spared that chaos of a 3 year old birthday party and Dr. Leslea (who is my hero) picked him up an hour and a half before the birthday to hang out with his friend Henri and go to the zoo. (They had a blast. On a side note, we need to see the new polar bear exhibit it sounds amazing).
Despite the theme she wanted to wear her Frozen party dress and even let me pull a brush through her hair. She was ready. In the afternoon there were six 2-3 year old girls and 1 three year old boy playing and exploring our Dora-themed Casa Morris. There were snacks, lime slush drinks, nachos and lots of fruit; all of Emily's favourites. We hit the Fort Knox version of a pinata that only broke when Keith speared it with a broom handle and we ripped open the thick cardboard (seriously what were you thinking Target?). We had Emily's Dora cake and opened her generous presents from her friends. Everyone seemed to have a really fun time especially Emily.
The day before her birthday I asked Em what the best parts of turning 3 were and she counted off: chocolate, syrup and .... chocolate syrup (she has never had chocolate syrup). I hope now our little goofball ham will count her 3rd birthday party as one of her favourite things (at least for the next few days).
Happy Birthday Emily. Thank you for all your crazy antics and the joy you bring to our lives. We love you so much.
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