Having only one child can have it's benefits, I suppose. Although our fight with secondary infertility is real (there, I said it), I've been praying and meditating and telling myself that if Henry is an only child - it won't be so bad. I mean, how many kids get a $350 gift for their 3rd birthday?
Okay, so maybe quite a few kids do, I don't know - but our kid typically does not. That's a lot of money and it was the cheapest one we could find.
Luckily we didn't have to foot the bill completely ourselves - my grandmother, Jeremy's parents, and even Henry (he used part of some money he had received from past birthdays and holidays) helped pay for his gift. But, we still had to pay the majority of it and we did so willingly because our little boy deserves it. He is such a light in our life and watching him play on his new 'park' is going to be the highlight of a lot of days, I know.
His birthday is still 11 days away, but I don't think he's even going to notice that he doesn't have a ton of gifts to open on the actual day.
He's spoiled rotten...and well, that's probably okay.