Rileigh’s 3rd Birthday Party

Back on December 18th we went to Rileigh’s 3rd birthday party.  It was at Jackson’s favorite place in the entire world. . .Pump It Up.  It’s basically a place with tons of huge bounce houses with slides, basketball hoops, etc.  It’s also one of my favorite places because he has a blast and gets out ALL of his energy.

Jackson’s favorite bounce house is the one with the basket ball hoop.

Poor Grant, here he is chasing Jackson up the stairs to the big slide.  Anytime we go anywhere with Grant, Jackson constantly wants to play with him.  I’m pretty sure Grant was more worn out than Jackson was after two hours of playing.  Grant is a great sport though and Jackson adores him.

My happy guy.  This was one of Jackson’s super sweet days.  Some days I want to pull out my hair and other days I just can’t believe that he ever frustrates me.  This was one of those wonderful days.  Those days are such special gifts.  Of course just so that I appreciate those days he makes sure that they aren’t the norm!

Jackson is still thrilled to eat his nanabar (larabar) while all of the other kids eat their cake.  I really hope this continues!

The sweet little birthday girl! 

I really love taking Jackson to birthday parties.  Lately I’ve taken him to several while Jay has stayed behind with Baron.  It’s always such a treat to have time alone with Jack.  As we were arriving at this party Jackson took my hand and said, “we’re best friends aren’t we mommy.”

At the end of the party they were handing out balloons.  Jackson got his and then said he wanted another one.  I told him no because everyone was getting one and he persisted.  I told him no and not to argue.  A few minutes later the bench he was on fell over and he busted his head on the floor.  Of course I then gave in and let him have a second balloon.  When we got into the car to leave he looked at his two balloons and said, “what do you think is Baron’s favorite color?”  It was then that I realized that what I thought was Jackson wanting two balloons for himself was really him wanting his brother to have one as well.  He looked at me and said, “mommy, brothers are best friends!”  I say that to him often and really hope it rings true when my boys are older.