That Time of Year

Well, it must be August. That time of the year when nostalgia sets in and amidst my crazy preparations for Jack's birthday bash of the year I find myself reflecting and marveling over the past years. You know that totally cliche saying - "time flies when you're having fun", but I mean-really. It seriously does.

As mother's know, being a mom is the best, hardest, most rewarding yet most challenging thing in the history of ever. Period. And when August rolls around each year I run around spending oodles of my husband's hard-earned dollars, buying all the perfect party accessories for the little man that my whole entire universe revolves around-I can't help but get a bit emotional. Thus, I must blog.

It's been a while-March to be specific. Everytime I come online with the best intentions to blog, I find myself lost in a sea of pins and posts and somehow blogging becomes the farthest thing from my mind. Oh well. You'll probably notice a pattern, since I'll be at home for the next three days painting, baking, packaging and preparing the most awesome-carnival-birthday-party-for-a-3-year-old-ever, I'll probably actually sit down to blog about it...then in the aftermath post about how wonderful it went (or how horribly cheesy it turned out). So keep your eyes out for another few posts, and then I'm sure it'll be sparse/non-existent for a while.

So, Jack's going to be 3. And 3.5 years ago on December 15 when I found out I was pregnant, I could not have imagined the little man that he is if I tried. He is the light of our lives, talking, learning, singing (Donny's convinced he's the next Bieber) and laughing. {Brace yourself for shameless proud mommy bragging} Not only does he know how to sing his alphabet, he can identify all the letters, he can spell and write his name, he can count to about 20 (sometimes he skips 15) identify his numbers and we've even begun some simple addition and subtraction. It amazes me what a sponge this kid is. He remembers the most incredible stuff. Ok, I'll stop now. Every mom thinks their kid is amazing, I get it. But really-Jack is. Ha. (I actually just laughed at myself-I'm so ridiculous).

So for my braniac, child prodigy, wonderful, perfect son I decided a carnival would be a fantastic way to celebrate being 3. There will be games, prizes, candy, food, fun and cake (which I haven't decided on yet). I've decided I'll post a few pictures from Pinterest that were my inspiration and then if all goes well, I'll post my actual pictures to see how I compare to all the wonder moms out there that throw these insane-over-the-top birthday parties.

Popcorn holders with scrapbook paper.

I already made this penant banner-out of different scrapbook papers with ribbon. Was very easy and looks really cute! Hopefully I 'll do a good job of hangning it so it doesn't look stupid.

Table with candy and prizes, I'm going to attempt the letter thing with a J for Jack, but we'll see how I do on time. Then that sign, I have my own idea in mind with PVC and printed signs on poster board, we'll see. It might look lame.

So before I run out of naptime, I'm going to get back at it. The farmer is gone all day today and I need to make use of this time - it's precious! Too bad it's thundering out so I have the bat crazy dog in the house to worry about - yikes!

Til next time from the farm, farewell!

-The Farmer's Wife