Getting Used to Writing a Blog Post 9

I ended up having a birthday party for my daughter a month late. It just took me some time to get the guest list together and plan it out. I had it during the day when my son was in school, because he's still too young to understand. What I hadn't banked on was him getting upset about all (like 3) presents popping up that belonged only to his sister. He still had a meltdown, two days of weeping that he wanted it to be his birthday, not hers. So I told him we'd throw him a party, what did want, who did he want, etc? He said he wanted Mommy to come and Daddy. That there should be a cake, chocolate, and little presents, not big presents, just some little ones. So we told him in three days time we'd throw him his little birthday party. I got him a ball of yard, a cup shaped like a lemon, a toy utility belt and a small lego kit. I whipped up a chocolate cake with peach melba jam in the middle and buttercream icing. We sang and let him blow out candles. A year is an eternity when you're three. Parents get birthdays and Mothers/Fathers day, why shouldn't kids get an extra day to be feted? Besides, my husband and I get to eat the lion's share of the cake...