Last week the twins turned 3, and we celebrated their birthday last Sunday.
I went with their love of balls and threw a baseball themed party for them.
We had snacks you'd find at a ballgame (popcorn, peanuts, crackerjacks, licorice). For dinner we served hot dogs (with a variety of toppings), chips, and potato salad. And for dessert we had baseball cupcakes with ice cream sandwiches and drumsticks. And please take note of my pennant banner I whipped up the night before and will put on my mantle if I ever decorate for the fourth.
I had also planned to play several different ball games (knockout on the basketball court, croquet, carry the wiffle golf ball on a spoon, and a variety of relay races), but all the adults were happy to just sit and visit (I sure do love my family) and the kids were busy playing with the twins new birthday present:
This was Dan's idea, and it has been a total hit! The twins have been driving it as much as the battery will let them. We brought it out with their other presents filled in the back. Now they have a truck like dad and couldn't be more happy.
So we watched the kids play on the truck,
and tried to blow out candles, but it was just a little too windy.
And of course, on each birthday I am reminded just how miraculous it is to have these precious boys in our family. I've told the whole adoption story a couple of times before, but it just amazes me how perfectly it all worked out in the end to bring our family together.