Party

We went to a birthday party for one of Baby J's friends. It was huge. There were dozens of people and dozens of kids in this cavernous warehouse facility that had been converted into an indoor playground. I enjoyed it a lot. Lots of exctiement. A feast of pizza and cupcakes.

Baby J's having her birthday party next weekend and it will be much smaller. I'm looking forward to it though. At this age, birthday parties are more for the parents than the kids. A way to mark time. A time to gather with friends and family and take a breath. There's so much worry in those first few months, a first birthday seems like an abstraction. I feel strangely relieved now that Baby J's birthday is nearly upon us. I feel like high fiving my wife.

Maybe it's because we're getting an ice cream cake.

I freakin' love ice cream cakes.

Listening To: Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd