Monday, February 16, 2009

What boy...

hates having his hands dirty? We had Ian's birthday party back in Iowa this weekend. I tried my hand at making him a cake:

He loved the fact it was a choo-choo, but when it came to eating it, he wanted nothing to do with it. I cut up the caboose for him, and each time he touched it, he'd immediately rub his hands together and try to clean them. At one point, he attempted to eat it without the use of hands:He just HATES having his hands dirty. Needless to say, we cut up the caboose and gave him a fork.

We had a great time visiting with family and friends who came to the party. Ian got a bunch of gifts, but thankfully most people kept them small- hopefully thinking of the car they would all have to fit it. He got a lot of books, vehicles (including an orange snow plow like the one grandpa drives), t-ball, doctor kit, a wagon full of blocks, and clothes. Both sets of grandparents gave him bikes. One is still in the box so we could get it home, but my dad couldn't wait. He gave him a replica Super H tactor. Ian loved it so much that he had to give it a hug and kiss every time we left.
Another highlight of Ian's birthday weekend was sitting in a real fire truck. Ian's uncle is fire chief of the volunteer force back home and his party was in the building connected to the trucks. We showed him how the lights work, attempted to get a helmet on his head, and let him sit in the seat. He was calling them Ian's fire trucks at the end of the night.


Gina said...

What a great birthday Ian had

love and hugs Gina xxx

Cara said...

We had so much fun too at Ian's party!