He helped me make his party cupcakes this morning. I could tell, from that, that he is indeed a big boy. He accepted my explanation that the cupcakes were for later and he was okay with that. The younger James would have wanted a cupcake NOW! He was so helpful. He helped me place the cupcakes in the cupcake transporter (this huge wonderful contraption) and then he supervised my frosting. (He may have dipped his finger in a cupcake or two, and licked off the frosting. Sorry if you happened to eat that particular one. It was too cute and I ended up giving him a small spoon to lick so he wouldn't keep putting his fingers in :)
And then the party! I was so anxious all day because we counted the people we were expecting and realized it was much a longer list than we thought before. We had some last minute RSVP's, which was cool. We had plenty of cupcakes, favor bags, and cookies but we were worried about the space. It ended up just fine. Phew!
I would describe it as happy chaos. Lots of little kids running around, waiting for that sugar high, and anxious to get to playin' at the playground. We had cupcakes and ice cream and then released the kids to play. Phew.
James waits patiently for cupcakes.