Bear with my tardiness here, Doiron turned Two over a month ago . . . and since this blog is a supposed scrapbook of his life, it warrants a post, late or not. It was a fun get together, larger than I realized when planning but so amazing to see just how many people in the world care about our Doiron, we had lots of family and friends (some who were womb buddies but we had never met yet!) and many were there in spirit. Bryan’s parents were visiting from California, THANK GOD and they helped me whip everything together, as well as put a few finishing touches on the party that we wouldn’t have been able to do on our own, so so very thankful. Here are a few pics from our soiree ala my sister Ryan (thanks love!)
And finally, in an effort to obtain something physical for Doiron’s memories, I wrote him a little letter. One of my favorite items to stumble upon on other blogs are parents letters to their children. Writing is probably one of my greatest weaknesses, already as I read back over this I blush, but it’s what I was feeling that day and I’m glad I wrote it down. I’m uploading it here mostly because I’m worried I’ll lose this journal (but hopefully not, because I’m hoping to continue to write him little notes of love throughout his life in here). So have a laugh with me and enjoy. And happy happy birthday do my man cub, 2 is gonna rock (it already is)!