It started on his fourth birthday.
The niece I’ve known and loved since she was 10 years old was marrying the man of her dreams (and ours for her!) in our hometown, and our crew had traveled to Ohio to participate in the big day.
As a New Year’s Eve baby, Superhero 4 was already going to experience quite the celebration for his first birthday at home. (I mean, not everyone gets sparklers and midnight toasts on their birthday every year!) But with a wedding AND a holiday on the same day as his first birthday inside the fams, the celebration this year skyrocketed to a whole new level. (Someone please tell my child that he will not be indulging in a three-layer professionally baked and decorated cake he assumed was “his birthday cake” every year. Nor will he be dancing until midnight. Dear Jesus, please lower his expectations and undo everything we just ruined by letting him think this 200-person party was for him. Amen.)
We held an extended family pajama and pancake breakfast for our little man the day before the big event, and our team of six took Superhero 4 out to a Mexican lunch before we headed to the hotel to get dressed up for the big day. (He now knows all the English words to “Happy Birthday,” which he happily sang to himself when our server brought him his very own birthday flan.)
But the real fun began when his brothers began getting dressed.Read More