Having Levi’s birthday was (shamefully-übermotherly) like having my own birthday. With sleepless days before and wondering what to give him and what he would get. As it was his first birthday to really celebrate (we didn’t celebrate his first one for baby-unconscious-reasons) I wanted it for him to be a lovely day. A special day. And for me, too. We had small friends over in the afternoon and big friends in the evening. It was a lovely day. And he got very lovely presents. I made him a blanket for little cars which he can play with at home and take with him when we travel. He likes it.
The details are our house and our bike-trailer. (I found the idea on the internet but the link doesn’t work anymore – Thank you, inspirer!)
Now he’s two years old and going to daycare soon. And I’m going to have to find out what happens with my “professional life”. Scary.
