So, we've already been to two birthday parties this fall, and we have three more to go this month. Gabe, who didn't get a party this year because of our trip to Disney, is struggling with the idea of attending so many of his friends' parties. Poor Bub. Looking back, we should have thrown him a party. So sorry, buddy.
When another party invitation arrived in the mail today, Gabe rolled his eyes, sighed loudly, and exclaimed that he was not going to go to another party. In an attempt to turn things around, I told Gabe that another way of looking at things is that he's really lucky to have so many friends who want to celebrate with him. I added that when I was his age, I wasn't invited to as many parties as he is.
Zach immediately asked, "you were in Gabe's belly?" Huh? Too funny.
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