We had a fun birthday celebration for Ezra at my parents' with all of my brothers and sisters. We kept it rather low key; sandwiches, a pineta (he learned what a pineata was from watching Curious George), and then presents.
Ruth's birthday in February and Mom's birthday in March gave Ezra a good idea about "cake" amd "candles" and "presents" and so for the weeks leading up to Ezra's birthday, whenever someone mentioned "birthday" he'd talk about all of those things. (Emphasis on "cake".) Hannah taught him to hold up two fingers and say "two" when someone asked him how old he was/would be.
Sunday morning (actually May 5th) was Sunday School opening (during which Pastor Rich lists off everyone's birthdays that month and hands out candy bars), so everyone clapped and Ezra got candy, then it was also Rich's birthday, so after service there was birthday cake and everyone sang "Happy Birthday" (during which I whispered "Ezra" instead of "Rich," so he thought the song was for him).
Ezra ate too much cake and too many cookies after church and refused to nap (though he's hardly been napping anyway), so as soon as we finished celebrating his birthday he fell asleep on my lap.
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