Second birthday with mom and dad!

Bzzzzzzz....crash.....Bzzzzzzz...crash.... it's very hard to hear myself think over all the noise!! You have no idea how loud it is here all day. Am I complaining? Nope, not complaining one bit because these guys are building me a bathroom! I'm just saying that it's hard to think with all this racket and even if I'm used to a toddler howling at all hours of the day, that chainsaw thingy they use is a little unnerving. I've written a little about what's going in in our house over in my renovation diary if you care to follow along as our house gets finished.

Yesterday Seb took a day off from work and we took Little S out for a birthday afternoon (on the day of his birthday!). First we went to lunch, choosing chinese food because that's what we were craving, and he barely touches food anyway these days so we figured we could at least show him how fun chinese food is even if you don't actually eat it. He enjoyed the chopstick thing immensely and he actually did eat some fried dumplings and like one token noodle that was stuck to his finger. Why don't toddlers like to eat? There's a big mystery that someone might want to solve. The child eats like one ounce of food a day, and yet he has so much energy.

Afterwards we were going to go to Geneva for the day so we could take him to this enormous toy store on the avenue where he could sort of pick out a gift of his own. As it turned out we got trapped in a huge downpour coming out of the restaurant and we were soaked. We get these really crazy sudden tropical-like storms here, which is bizarre phenomenon because we're on a lake and not the sea, but it happens just like in my hometown in Florida. Quite suddenly the sky turns black and in a matter of minutes you are positively drenched! We had to go home and change our clothes because we were dripping wet. Afterwards we just decided that the local toy store was going to do just fine and it would probably be easier to keep track of him in a smaller store. He picked out a truck (what else) and a wheelbarrow which he simply adores because now he can steal things from the kitchen and cart them all over the house screaming in delight as I chase him around trying to retrieve everything. He had it loaded up with wine and apéro bottles and he was running around like one of those guys selling stuff on the beach, "drink anyone?"

In the evening I made him the salmon lasagna that he loves and then he got to blow out birthday candles on a stray piece of banana bread I'd made the day before (hey it was good). It wasn't glamorous but I think he had fun blowing out the candles the fifteen different times we lit them. Now he knows allllll about matches and how to light them. That's always a valuable skill to teach a toddler.

Sunday we'll have that little party I'd planned for him with a couple of small friends. It's going to be a simple gouter with just a few cakes and probably some sparkly punch and I'm going to practice my baking skills that I've been carefully honing each week. Baby birthday party or Chris's debutante baking ball? We aren't really sure yet. I guess it's a bit if both.