Apparently, with first birthday parties, the third time is the charm. As I mentioned, our first attempt at a birthday party was emotional and underwhelming. Apparently, birthday parties are more than presents and cake. The second was a co-party with one of the little Iranian refugee girls and I don’t even think I mentioned it. Apparently, birthday parties are more than cute photos. Finally, we had a real party.
the key wasn’t really it being the third party. The key to a real party is being surrounded by friends and family. Ducks also help.
Did I say we had ducks?