My third birthday

This is (more than two weeks) earlier than my birthday, but there are a few reasons why we ended up celebrating it today. Khaleh Ziba wanted to celebrate Sara and Sina’s birthday in her backyard. To make sure the weather would cooperate, she decided to organize everything earlier rather than later. She graciously suggested that I would celebrate my birthday together with Sara and Sina to give mommy and daddy time to focus on our big move to the East Coast. The theme of our birthday was Mickey/Minnie Mouse and we all got to wear mouse ears during the party. Here are a few pictures of me partying as hard as I usually do:

Of course, we spent a lot of time taking group pictures:

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Riding ponies

Today I was invited to a cowboy themed birthday party: Jase (a friend of mine from the co-op class I attend at the Richland Community Center) is turning 2. There were some activities that real cowboys and cowgirls rarely get involved in, like playing in a bouncy house or playing in the sand. These were my favorite activities though and mommy had to convince me to try riding the ponies.

Here are a few pictures of me riding and petting real ponies. Of course, after these rides I happily got back to the sand and the bouncy house.

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Parna’s birthday

Parna celebrated her birthday more than one month after her actual birthday. No complains here: the weather is much nicer in May than in April and more appropriate for an outdoor party. Plus Parna’s father finished enclosing the yard with a fence, so it was safer for us (the kids) to play. We spent some time sticking stickers and gluing shapes on pieces of foam, then we played in the yard. Here are a few pictures of us.

The time came for my least favorite activity (eating). We ate kabob with rice and vegetables, then we had cake. Needless to say that my participation in these endeavors was (as usual) extremely limited.

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Another birthday party: Sara and Sina

Sara and Sina were born about two weeks after me. Because they were born in the same day, they get to celebrate their birthdays together. The party though was almost one month after mine due to circumstances out of their control. Below are a few pictures that daddy took of them with or without their parents.

What is a birthday party without cake and blowing candles? And there is one more thing: no matter whose birthday party I go to, I have to blow the candles. Otherwise I throw a tantrum with crying and begging. Now really, is blowing a couple of candles too much to ask?

Daddy took lots of pictures of Sara and Sina and kinda neglected me. However, mommy got the camera and took a few pictures of me playing with amu Mohammad:

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My second birthday

It’s been one year since we partied on my first birthday and two years since I got into this world. This long journey had to be celebrated. I will start by thanking all my guests for coming and making me feel special on my birthday. And – of course – thank you for all the presents! Pictured below are most of the people who came to my birthday – those missing should blame daddy for not keeping up with his photography duties.

My parents decided to celebrate my birthday in Columbia Park in Kennewick. The first picture below shows the picnic tables with the Columbia river in the background. After you see this picture you most definitely realize that the theme of my birthday was the ladybug, which is my favorite bug of them all. There was a playground right next to us, where the kids spent most of their time while the adults had their boring conversations. The adults interrupted our fun to take some formal pictures (like the above ones). They made it up to us by ensuring a session of fun with soap bubbles. After we had cake and ice cream, we opened the presents, then we played some more.

Taking into account that the theme of my birthday was the ladybug, you may have figured out that my cake would also resemble a ladybug. I knew for several days that I would have a cake and I would blow the candle (mommy told me), so I was ready for the challenge. Everytime somebody asked me about my plans for my birthday, I would say something along the lines “… sing Happy Birthday, blow the candles…”

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A few grapes for Sara

Do you remember that I was feeding Sara a few months ago? If so, you may also remember that I was not feeding her real food. To make it up to her, I decided to feed her some grapes. They were not my grapes, I found them on a plate at a party (it was Natasha’s birthday), but nonetheless, they were very yummy. It seems that I finally gained her trust because – unlike last time – she actually ate what I offered her. With a little exception: when I filled her mouth with so many grapes that she could not chew them anymore.

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I say “laptop”

I am now old enough (today I celebrated my 18-month birthday) to get my own laptop. I mean, mommy has a laptop, but she never lets me work on it. We also have a desktop that I cannot touch (even though I use the keyboard and move the mouse every time I get the chance). For a long time I keep trying to demonstrate that I deserve to work on a laptop; for example, I started saying “la-to” (while pointing at mommy’s laptop) about three months ago. Lately I even started to pronounce the word properly. This is most likely the reason why today I got my own laptop. Finally I can take care of business.

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Mommy’s birthday

Even though each day seems no different than the previous one, some of them are treated differently by the grown-ups. For example, instead of celebrating my mommy’s birthday on Tuesday (when her real birthday is), they preferred to celebrate it today. Totally weird, but I went with the flow. All the usual suspects were present at the party and I got to play with my friends. I officially wished my mommy a happy birthday with my pronunciation that evolved from ‘Happ’irthday’ to ‘Hap’ to you’. Then the coolest thing happened: I was allowed to stay up way beyond my sleep time – I went to bed after 9pm.

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My first birthday party

I can’t believe it’s already been one year since I was born. Since my birthday was on Thursday (and most people don’t really party in the middle of the week), my birthday party had to wait for a couple of days. It was a sort of surprise party: the house was nicely decorated when I woke up from my afternoon nap. After all the guests arrived, daddy got my handprint (despite all my efforts to avoid this step). After dinner I fell from the high chair and I hit the floor with my head and my nose (my daddy removed the tray without remembering that – for the first time – he hadn’t buckled me). Of course I cried with big tears, then my nose turned red and I got a bump on my head. Eventually we ate some cake and opened presents.

There are two sets of pictures below: one in a photojournalistic style and one with formal pictures. Enjoy!

Handprints hurt Having dinner My cake I got presents Walking around
With mommy With mommy and daddy With mommy, daddy and the cakes With all the kids With everybody

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I am nine-month old

Maman-bozorg, baba-bozorg, and khaleh Vida will not be with me when I turn one (three months from now). This is why they decided to celebrate my nine-month birthday with cake and gifts. Here are a few pictures with family and cake.

After all those formal pictures, we started opening gifts. Khaleh Vida gave me a house that makes all kind of noises, plus some people around the house who introduce themselves. From maman-bozorg and baba-bozorg I got this musical table that also makes all kind of noises and plays different songs.

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