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...of the triple threat party

Tomorrow we are having a "big" birthday celebration. Our close friends who live "next door" (what's with all the quotes, "Anaka"?) have two kids who have had birthdays in the last two months and Selah's was right in between theirs. So we decided to have one party for all three of them. The party will actually be on George's fourteen month birthday. He turned one March 12, Selah turned one April 22nd and their other son, Augie, turned three on May 5th. The hardest thing is going to be explaining to Abram why they are all being celebrated by 30 or so people and he had chicken nuggets and a cake at home with just us while he battled bronchial pneumonia six months ago. But I got him (and the boys' sister, Siena) a cupcake just like the birthday kids, so hopefully there won't be too many hurt feelings.

We are inadvertently going with a kind of Mexican themed party. This feels appropriate since we are all from Texas and most of our guests will be from multiple other countries around the world. But also, my wonderful co-host, Katie, suggested having one table set up for each kid with some kind of special theme for them. Really we just wanted to make sure that Mr. Augie got to have a Nacho Libre themed party since he is obsessed. So the other kids were just after thoughts, which is totally fine. I think I'm just going to out a bunch of paper doilies out on Selah's table to counteract the macho Nacho-ness.

So tonight, after the kids went down, I have been making creamy jalepeno dip (pretty good, but no where near making me not miss my beloved Chuy's), shredding cheese for quesadillas, and making 4-5 dozen cookies. I got carrot cake cupcakes for the birthday kids (and siblings), but we will just do "decorate your own cookies" and ice cream for the guests. Hope that works out ok.

To matters a bit more... Epic, Katie (who is a doula) has a client who may be going into labor in a city about 2 hours away right now. So, that would be interesting ;)

I'm pretty excited to finally have Selahs real birthday party. Abram had a pretty big first birthday party and I want to make sure that my second born doesn't get shorted in things like that.

I mean, this girl deserves a party!!

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