We had our good bye souska party today. It was as nervewracking for us as it was for the poor little guy. I suppose in the rush to make a memorable and final goodbye, the excitement carried us all away. I have a video of our little ceremony, but it’s not on youtube yet, but I can embed later.
Anyway, the premise of our party was based on this little girl’s farwell party:
We had our cake, decorated with balloons and pacis complements of AC Moore and we whisked off to our favorite playground where we sent the souskas into outer space to help the alien mommies quiet their babies.
The three of us were jittery all night from the experience, but despite some tears, T made it to sleep in an hour. Whew!
Ta-dah! I looked all over for tiny ballons and pacifiers. I don’t think that anyone cared but me! So, enjoy my artistry!
He looks so sad! Moments before he was running around with the souska in his mouth dragging the red balloon all over.
This is the last picture of him with Souska. And probably the last picture of him with a haircut by mom. Maybe he’s really sad over his bangs?