The day when this kid turns twenty-four. Can you believe it? 24 sounds old. To celebrate, let me tell you about the best birthday party I ever had (though I had a lot of great ones). I desperately wanted to have a pool party when I was four (ish? is this true, mom?) years old. But having been born in January, my options were limited. So, being the cool and creative mom she is, my mom got a giant kiddie pool (at least in my memory), put it in our kitchen, then filled it up with warm water from the sink. All of my friends came over in swimsuits and my mom distributed a big pile of sunglasses to everyone, as well as “grass skirts” that she made out of plastic tablecloths. She also (somehow) got Hawaiian hula music (this was obviously before iTunes, she probably found it on a cassette somewhere) for us to dance to. It. Was. AWESOME! And this was before moms were awesome on purpose in order to take pictures of their kids’ birthday parties and blog about them. Here’s some more pics of me as a kid.
Posing in a dress made by my Gran. She’s actually selling this exact dress in her Etsy shop right now, you should buy it if you think your kid can live up to my cuteness. Oh yea, my Gran has an Etsy shop. And a blog. She’s awesome.
Happy birthday to me : )
Edit: Dad used his day off today to dig through old home movies and try to find a video of the aforementioned birthday party. No dice as of yet, but he did upload this clip of my third birthday – enjoy!