Its Party Time

These videos are three weeks old and almost too short at 13 seconds to be worth posting but I can't help it. I want to remember how excited Sawyer gets about birthdays now. I'm such a party pooper. We never go to his little friends birthday parties, and I've been going off lately about how I don't believe in big birthday parties for kids. We got an invitation to one this weekend and I tried to call to RSVP but never got through - and it KEPT ME UP AT NIGHT because Sawyer was so excited about going. In the end - who gives an rsvp number with no voicemail? - I was a little relieved to not spend the afternoon at a wild card party where I knew nobody. But I was a little sad thinking about how much Sawyer wanted to go. A few months back, when Sawyer was going through his tough spell at school - bad behavior at naptime and such - they didn't let him have a cupcake to celebrate his friend Nora's birthday. He was so saaaad when he told me about it that night that I was ready to pull him out of the Baptist School then and there and forever. He's TWO for Christ Sake! Give the kid a cupcake! So what if he said "no" and threw his blanket across the room. A few weeks ago he went for a ride in the truck with Scott and they saw a bunch of cars at the end of the street and Scott made the offhanded comment that it must be party time. Sawyer's eyes were saucer-wide when he came back into our house. He came up to me with a wild look and yelled: "It's party time!"Then he ran into the pantry, looked around and asked: "Where is it?" What? "Cake?" Like I had one made. Or like I'd EVER made one. I appeased him by having an impromptu Oreos and Milk party. I'm starting to rethink my 'no parties until age 5' motto - but I'm putting my foot down when it comes to moon bounces, clowns, pony rides, or anything of that ilk.