Choo-choo! Woo-woo!

Sam's third birthday party was lots of fun, and the fire truck really did show up -- twice!  It showed up for the first time right at 10 AM before anyone had arrived.  I felt awful sending the firemen away for fear that they would not return, but off they went to do some grocery shopping and came back a bit later.  All hail, Midlothian's Station Number !  The firemen were great guys -- friendly, informative, patient and encouraging with the kiddos, and so proud of what they do. If only we all had such job satisfaction!

Last year Sam's party was really big with loads of Mommy and Daddy Mac's friends and their kids.  It was a lot of fun, but this year I really wanted it to be HIS party with his best buddies there to celebrate, so we only had five kids.   As a result I think he had a much better time because he didn't feel bowled over by a tidal wave of strangers.  The guests seemed to have a better time, too, because it was more relaxed, and the 'rents most definitely enjoyed themselves.  It was so nice to be able to actually have a conversation and enjoy the moment while still playing Hostess with the Mostess.

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