Somehow, we celebrated a third birthday this weekend. Three. I can hardly believe it. His actual birthday is Wednesday, but it didn't matter to him. All that mattered is that there was cake, a piñata, friends, and a park. As always, I didn't pick up my camera nearly enough, but also as always, it was a truly beautiful day surrounded by friends and family who we love so very much.
There was playing
And piñata hitting
Tommy didn't entirely understand how this worked and kept saying, "Can I take this home?" or "Is this mine?"
There were cute babies
And cute big kids
And one seriously tired birthday boy... we live four miles from the park where we had his party. He was asleep before we reached our driveway.
Every year on his birthday, I count our blessings for all the love and happiness we have surrounding us. This year, I felt like I counted more than ever. We are so very blessed.
Tommy's 2nd birthday
Tommy's 1st birthday