All Things Supercinski

We had a small birthday playdate/lunch with a few of Josiah’s friends this morning. It was a ton of fun, and I am so thankful to have such sweet women and their kids in our lives. It was a little nuts having eight kids, ages three and under (not counting the four in utero), together in our living room and kitchen, but it worked out really well and I don’t remember anyone else’s kids having a major meltdown. As you can see, he loves the birthday song! We only had to sing it once today.

Blowing out the candles was a highlight of his party to him. Don’t tell, but I helped from behind.

Most of the kids in one place, enjoying their frosted-whole-wheat-banana muffins

I had intended to have an “arts and crafts” themed birthday party, inspired from an article I read in Mothering Magazine several months ago. However, a cold front and the threat of rain squelched my plans for painting on butcher paper along our fence, so we just did a few little crafts inside. As party favors, I made these little aprons for the young artists/bakers. Before anyone thinks I worked hard on these, they were so easy and there may be some errors–I was in a big hurry! Here is the tutorial I used, though shortened for toddlers.

Josiah’s birthday is later this week, and we were able to celebrate with two out of three sets of grandparents this weekend. Thomas’ dad has the flu, so they couldn’t make it, though we appreciate them protecting us from the flu!

Josiah loved all the attention he received from two sets of doting grandparents, and his new car.

His next favorite thing would probably be everyone singing “Happy Birthday” to him. He asked us to sing it again as soon as he blew out the candles (with help from Thomas), which we did. Then, he asked us to sing it again. We told him it was time to eat cake, at which he started demanding, “Pa sing it! Gigi sing it!” He soon forgot in light of the ice cream. He isn’t much of a cake eater, I guess.

His face when we were singing to him the second time:

Yes, my son had light purple icing on his cake, but I don’t think he noticed. It was a last minute decision to decorate it, and the only thing I could think of to dye frosting in a hurry was blueberries, and it worked!

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Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millenium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.

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Read it all at Context Institute.