Last week was Belinda's 3rd Birthday party. We had a rotating cast of guests throughout the morning and early afternoon, so we were able to see some people we rarely get to have around. Belinda had a very nice time. She got a magna-doodle (a sort of etch-a-sketch for those who aren't sure what that is), a Fisher-Price Doctor Kit (she relives the croup emergency of a few weeks ago, and heals all our boo-boos), a toy mixer and coffee maker, a big wheel Strawbery Shortcake bicycle, toy hats and costume noses, and on and on.

Leigh started out the party with a game that ended in a candy free-for-all on the floor. So the children, who I'm sure never get candy from their parents, went into an instant sugar shock for the remainder of the morning. This was, by the way, in conjunction with cupcakes and chips. It was a rampage of non-organics, but the kids loved it anyway. Go figure.

Actually, all those presents were a little overwhelming to her brain. Who needs lots of presents anyway? We are all happy as a birthday party when we can get together and ... be together.
Of course, the 3-year olds all agree that the presents are the most important thing of all. Ever. Period.