He was supposed to wake up to balloons covering the floor of his room but instead climbed out of bed in the middle of the night and somehow made his way in between Beau and I. We got up, sang happy birthday and had breakfast. Then it was off to preschool for the birthday boy.
Tennyson has been pouring his own cereal now milk and all! It's amazing how he seems to figure things out and Christian really resists having to figure anything out. These two boys couldn't be more different.
After preschool which he insisted on wearing his crown to, we drove to the grocery store where he got to pick out any cereal he wanted. He pulled cocoa puffs off the shelf immediately! Afterwards we came home and had naps and quiet time. I'm amazed that even on the days when I don't make the two older boys go into their room for quiet time that they naturally do and almost subconsciously need that time of play and rest.
Fishy's dinner request was Zareens our local Pakistani restaurant and a Jewkes family favorite and we came home to open presents and blow out candles. The fast favorite were the die cast southwest and delta airplanes I got for him. I finally had to take them away because there was so much fighting over them, including Wes! It was Christians day of yes and we did everything he requested for his happy birthday!
Fishy you are such a loving and forgiving "petite Christmas treat". You're favorite color is red, you want to be a diver when you grow up (somehow that one has stuck), you are finally able to get yourself mostly dressed in the morning, you have an intense love for all things sweet, you are quick to cry and quick to forgive (sometimes flipping moods in seconds), you love to be crazy and wrestle and you aren't afraid of talking to strangers.
You have taught me so much about what it means to love life. You're excitement at spotting the box that controls spotlights or playing deadman on the trampoline is contagious and lightens my mood. You have taught me what it means to be patient with a toddler who cries at EVERYTHING and ANYTHING. You are such a big spirit in the most petite tiny body and it is so evident. You love playing basketball with Dad and your brothers. You are always Michael Jordan and like to shoot from downtown. The other day at costco when Dad offered you a bite of his combo pizza you were about to take a bite, quickly looked down and exclaimed "I don't like the tires!" (meaning the olives). You have recently discovered that boogers can be edible and I am doing all I can to squash that habit ASAP. You still worship everything Tennyson does and follow his lead on most things. I find you all the time with some sort of stick or wand dancing around pretending to be the Greatest Showman. When we go to the airport you love to spot all the different airline companies (mom there's Alaska! and there's an American plane! oh mom look Delta!) and have everyone in the terminal chuckling because each one is the most exciting thing you've ever discovered. I love you little fish! I love the smell of your breath and the freckles on your nose and how angelic you look when you're sleeping. I love you're tiny frame and the scars on your tummy and how you already have your Daddy's bubble bum that I want to squish all day long. Our life is so much more exciting and loving with you in it!