Finally 4

For those of you with young children, you know how the days and weeks before a birthday are counted down.  If Mac asked once, he asked a million times if he was 4 yet.  Having a June birthday means the vast majority of his friends turned 4 before he did.  While on a beach trip 1 week before Mac’s birthday, I kept hearing his best friend (who turned four 2 weeks earlier) say things like, “I can do that because I’m already 4!”  Comments like that added to the constant questioning by Mac of whether it was his birthday yet.  He also asked several times if next year he could turn 5 first and how come everyone else gets to have a birthday before him.

*On a side note my MIL told me a story once about how she overheard Albi and his brother older brother Shaw talking one night before bed.  Shaw kept telling Albi how he was always going to be older than Albi, that he would be 10 first, he would get his driver’s license first and he would get to go to college first.  Albi quietly looked over at Shaw and said “and you will get to die first too.”  And we wonder where Mac gets some of his off the wall comments…     

Since Mac’s birthday was on a Monday, Yaya (my mom) had us over to swim the Saturday before.  She had a little dog cake and gave Mac his presents that say.  Unfortunately on this day I still couldn’t honestly tell Mac he was 4.  Although he was confused as to why we were celebrating but he still wasn’t 4, it didn’t stop him from eating all his cake and opening his presents!

 

June 4 came two days later and I was finally able to tell Mac that yes indeed he was 4!!!  Since school was out the plan for the day was for he, Colleen and Copeland to spend a fun day together including lunch at Chick-fil-A and then a baseball game with mommy and daddy that night.

Because daddy left for work super early that morning, Mac wasn’t allowed to open his birthday presents from us until that night when daddy got home from work.  That is torture for a three four year old boy.

I agreed that he could at least open his present from his brother that morning. 

(This picture should have been my first sign that Copeland was getting sick.  Those eyes look so pitiful.  More on that later.)  

Everything else had to wait hidden in the guest bedroom

Thankfully mommy and daddy got home from work early and there was time to open presents, test out the new bike, play with new animals and still make it to the baseball game on time.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the best 4yr old boy I know.