So right after that race I ran on Thanksgiving, my running took a dump. I’d really like to do a blog post about it some time before 2014, but first I want to share what we did for my daughter’s second birthday. Yeah, her birthday was like a week ago but fuck it.
We didn’t have a party this year, because honestly I think parties for 2 year olds can be a little obnoxious. She hangs out with her toddler friends and gets whatever she wants all the time anyway, so we didn’t think she was missing out on any big milestone event. Maybe next year we’ll throw her a party she’ll possibly remember. But we did cram in a bunch of other fun activities so don’t call CPS on us, okay?
We took her to the Children’s Museum the day before her birthday, when her admission was still free. Yeah, we could have lied about her age but we are good law-abiding citizens and we wanted to do the right thing. (But she’s so fucking tall, we’ve been getting side-eyes from ticket-takers for the last six months anyway.)
Indy’s children’s museum is supposedly the dopest children’s museum in the country. Or the largest, I forget. We’ve never been there before, and we probably would have taken her a lot sooner if it didn’t cost an arm and a leg to get in. Seriously, 18 bucks and they’re only open from 10-5. In order to get the very most for our money, we peeled out of the driveway as soon as Kenzie woke up from her nap.
Another cool thing they have is the Playscape. It’s a bunch of hands-on stuff designed for little kids like sand, water, music, and balls.
On Kenzie’s actual birthday, we waited until husband was home from work so we could watch her open her presents together. As soon as she went down for her nap, I got busy.
Kenzie has a fuckload of stuffed animals and dolls, so I really didn’t want to get her any more, but when I saw the Yo Gabba Gabba beanies (her favorite show), I couldn’t resist. I just didn’t anticipate her insisting that she carry them around with her at all times.
And she got a giant cupcake cake with chocolate frosting, which several Facebook friends were kind enough to point out resembled a turd.
And now my little girl is two!
For reference, here’s what she looked like the day we brought her home from the hospital, all sleepy and wrinkly:
I hope you enjoyed this post as much as I did! I’ll try to come back real soon with some content that’s not all LOOK AT MY BABY LOOK AT MY BABY.
What do you like to do for your kid’s birthday? Or if you don’t have a kid, your dog/cat.