Yesterday, our family celebrated The Don’s third birthday. Oh, and we celebrated Father’s Day with my husband but it’s not about him tee hee. Truth be told, I would be a mother if it wasn’t for my husband and we wouldn’t have this funny, silly, loving, helpful, person we call The Don in our lives.
We started our celebration of The Don’s/Father’s Day by going to the Please Touch museum. We went on his first and second birthdays but he didn’t seem to grasp the concept of the Please Touch Museum until now. It was great seeing he excited about going on the stationary Septa bus, or picking up balls with the digger arms, or pretending to drive the dump trucks and ambulance. I was impressed that The Don helped out a fellow kid when he had trouble playing with the air pressure room with the floating ball area when the boy didn’t know how to turn it on. The Don pushes the button for him. What The Don really liked was the carousel and playing with the water works. It’s something about playing with the water that really captivates him. I think we should consider swimming lesson for him.
It seems like at the age of three, their little minds grasp the concept of birthdays and it’s great that he finally understands why we are happy to celebrate his birthday. If it wasn’t for him, we won’t be a mommy or daddy. Out of every temper tantrum, screaming, and yelling from him, there is always a big smile and a hug from The Don. It’s just amazing that my once little baby is three now. He has grown into a very funny and sweet little boy. He’s a big kid now. My how time flies. I think I’m doing alright. We’re doing alright.