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With the departure of Rey yesterday, the birthday whirlwind that seems to crop up every year around kid's birthday officially ended and we returned to normal time, such as it is.

I'm beginning to think this will probably be a regular occurrence, since this is the third birthday we've had with Xander, and the third time the exact same course of events have transpired. And every time, it gets a little easier. *whew*

This year, with all the new school stresses? Scaled waaaay back. Like, go set up outside the Columbia Memorial Space Center near where Jim works with a card table, cupcakes and a cooler with drinks in it. Presents? Why, thank you - here, leave that there, go sign in with the front desk and have fun inside the Museum. TOUCH EVERYTHING.

And so, they did. I was surprised that so many of the kids from new school showed up - bonus - but sad that none of the kids from preschool made it. Not one. And he's missing them so. *grump* Will have to keep trying to make those playdate connections.

But under the circumstances, did not insist on my family showing up. Sis and her crew? Sure - that's easy. But moving my Mom from Hemet in for a party that had no places to sit? Not so much. I'm not sure my younger brother is very understanding of this, but it just didn't hit the radar to consider inviting her to such a thing.

I'm going out there in two weeks to make amends, you understand.

The after-party dinner was at the Shin Sen Gumi Yakitori restaurant near the house and I think we were 15 people and had the best time ever.

I also had at least six games of Pokemon working, doing last minute trades. Not with kid - me. *snicker*

The night of the actual birthday, we went to Benihana per kid's request - and did dinner. He loved it. Me, I think I'll turn the leftover chicken into chicken salad sandwiches.

We're still opening toys. Haven't read any of the new books yet.

Kid...is a little somber around the edges. We're expecting more of him, and there has been a ton of attention on him this week, which might not always be welcome. (My kid, a tad introverted? It's possible.)

But not a preschooler anymore, by definition - and that kind of cocks my head. Not a toddler, not a preschooler. I have a kid kid now. We're both adjusting.



(I did say outside, right? Man - I *was* pleasantly pink that night, wasn't I?)

I didn't get here yesterday to give you a rundown on the party Sunday, did I?

Guess I was kinda fried. Ask silverkun, who was here all weekend and good thing he was too. Few resources, *just* enough warm bodies to cover the bases and last minute WTF kept me far too focused, perpetually pre-occupied and tense.

Will get pictures up. The puppies and kids are too cute. WAAAY too cute.

I was advised to keep the guest list down to a bare minimum - one kid per year of age at the party - so I invited four of his friends from preschool. One showed. Okay.

The moment the puppies hit the site, every party in the park came over. So, we were entertaining about a dozen kids. Okay.

I think they ran out of business cards. Really okay.

Xander got his cake, his ice cream, his presents, his grandmother, his Uncle Rey...and a ton of anxiety leftover.

See, I think the last time someone held a big party like this? They then took him to St. Lucy's the next day and left him with us. I think. I'll never know.

Kid went thud after I left to take Mom home, but woke after I got home at 11:00 and was genuinely surprised to see me (a first). Then he woke an hour later running a 102.7 fever. We gave Advil, put him back to bed and he went to preschool daycare just like a normal Monday.

Came home last night having no nap and not eating so hot. I fed a full dinner and made sure it was eaten - no fight.

But he went down very early THUD - and then had very broken sleep all night.

This morning, it's pretty clear there's some anxiety working. There's also a ton of new toys and a bunch of processing going on in that little head. We're telling him that everything is going to stay right here where he left it, where we put the new toys, that he is going to keep going to school at the same place, and this is his home For Good And Always.

He kept telling me about the latte Rey left in the car. The bottle of water Mom left behind. Sounds like some phone calls might be in order - poor lil' guy. He misses them!

And he wants another birthday cake. I told him Mama makes cakes - just not birthday cakes, that's once a year - and I'll make him another one soon.

You should have seen the birthday crown they made him for his birthday 'party' at daycare yesterday. I'll have to carefully find a way to put it away to keep - and would you believe they gave him a gift card too? I <3 my daycare.

They tell you to expect stuff at birthdays and annivesaries. This is right on schedule - part and parcel. I'm going to suggest we put him down (if he does not nap again today) awake, so he gets the going to bed part without a surprise if he wakes up suddenly again.

The Perry kiyone sent is a HUGE hit - he's sleeping with it. He got so many toys, we're having to open them in waves - there's just too many. Last time this happened?

Uh, right. When he got here.

Time. It'll take time. You can't just say these things - he has to find out as it happens that we're not kidding. This is it kid, you're not going anywhere. Really really. Just have to remember that this showing up is not an indication of a problem - if I didn't recongize it and acknowledge it, THAT would be the problem - it's more of an indicator that this needs additional support and ohmighadhe'sjustthatsmart.

Yes, people leave. Even when they're not supposed to. But I hope the association of Big Fun Party and People Leaving For Good gets broken as quickly as possible. And I think only time and repeat experiences will be the only way.

Wonder if they can spare a puppy or two. I'll bake a cake.

I didn't get here yesterday to give you a rundown on the party Sunday, did I?

Guess I was kinda fried. Ask silverkun, who was here all weekend and good thing he was too. Few resources, *just* enough warm bodies to cover the bases and last minute WTF kept me far too focused, perpetually pre-occupied and tense.

Will get pictures up. The puppies and kids are too cute. WAAAY too cute.

I was advised to keep the guest list down to a bare minimum - one kid per year of age at the party - so I invited four of his friends from preschool. One showed. Okay.

The moment the puppies hit the site, every party in the park came over. So, we were entertaining about a dozen kids. Okay.

I think they ran out of business cards. Really okay.

Xander got his cake, his ice cream, his presents, his grandmother, his Uncle Rey...and a ton of anxiety leftover.

See, I think the last time someone held a big party like this? They then took him to St. Lucy's the next day and left him with us. I think. I'll never know.

Kid went thud after I left to take Mom home, but woke after I got home at 11:00 and was genuinely surprised to see me (a first). Then he woke an hour later running a 102.7 fever. We gave Advil, put him back to bed and he went to preschool daycare just like a normal Monday.

Came home last night having no nap and not eating so hot. I fed a full dinner and made sure it was eaten - no fight.

But he went down very early THUD - and then had very broken sleep all night.

This morning, it's pretty clear there's some anxiety working. There's also a ton of new toys and a bunch of processing going on in that little head. We're telling him that everything is going to stay right here where he left it, where we put the new toys, that he is going to keep going to school at the same place, and this is his home For Good And Always.

He kept telling me about the latte Rey left in the car. The bottle of water Mom left behind. Sounds like some phone calls might be in order - poor lil' guy. He misses them!

And he wants another birthday cake. I told him Mama makes cakes - just not birthday cakes, that's once a year - and I'll make him another one soon.

You should have seen the birthday crown they made him for his birthday 'party' at daycare yesterday. I'll have to carefully find a way to put it away to keep - and would you believe they gave him a gift card too? I <3 my daycare.

They tell you to expect stuff at birthdays and annivesaries. This is right on schedule - part and parcel. I'm going to suggest we put him down (if he does not nap again today) awake, so he gets the going to bed part without a surprise if he wakes up suddenly again.

The Perry kiyone sent is a HUGE hit - he's sleeping with it. He got so many toys, we're having to open them in waves - there's just too many. Last time this happened?

Uh, right. When he got here.

Time. It'll take time. You can't just say these things - he has to find out as it happens that we're not kidding. This is it kid, you're not going anywhere. Really really. Just have to remember that this showing up is not an indication of a problem - if I didn't recongize it and acknowledge it, THAT would be the problem - it's more of an indicator that this needs additional support and ohmighadhe'sjustthatsmart.

Yes, people leave. Even when they're not supposed to. But I hope the association of Big Fun Party and People Leaving For Good gets broken as quickly as possible. And I think only time and repeat experiences will be the only way.

Wonder if they can spare a puppy or two. I'll bake a cake.

So far, I've been one of two mommies dropping kids off at daycare - all the rest have been the dads.

Curious.

Results from bloodwork came back for Xander.

We need that sonogram done right away.

He may not have hypothyroidism anymore.

Results from bloodwork came back for Xander.

We need that sonogram done right away.

He may not have hypothyroidism anymore.

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