3 years ago, The Wife had just been induced into labor with The Boy. That's a grimly uncomfortable situation. I'm glad I was there for her, but I'm also glad that it was her and not me!
One year ago today, I was at the park in Scotch Plains with The Boy, watching him have some fun. He crawled across a bridge and through a tube, which were two difficult things for him. Now? He still loves the park, and he still loves running across those little arc bridges, and crawling through the tubes in the swingsets. He's not littler than the other kids so much, even though he's still further behind the other kids, physically. He's catching up quickly, though.
It's been a heck of a year, that's for sure. Happy birthday to my little man!
We had a great party today. It was a really nice crowd, with some of my friends, some of The Wife's friends, and some of The Boy's friends attending. He was really happy and excited and bouncy all day today, that's for sure! He had a lot of fun playing with all of the people that attended, both little and big people. The highlights of the day included The Boy blowing out the candles on his own cake, followed by taking a flower off of the cake by hand (encouraged by me, but that's okay); the new truck that Grandpa game him, which makes noises and rattles and drives forward; watching The Boy play with the other kids, including very gentle playing with some of the little babies; eating all of the wonderful food that The Wife and Grandma prepared and made; singing barbershop songs for the party, even if The Boy didn't appreciate it as much as we'd prefer; listening to my father sing with my quartet mates; and seeing how many people fawned over Younger Bro so unconditionally.
You know what the best part is, compared with last year and the year before? WE DON'T HAVE TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL TOMORROW! (knock wood)