Because the giant "pause" button in life continues to elude me, Charlie turned 5 on December 3rd. His birthday fell a few days after Thanksgiving so we ended up having a family celebration while we were back in Cascade over Thanksgiving and a friend celebration the weekend after his birthday. Sprinkle in his actual birthday on that Wednesday and it felt like we had a whole week of birthday celebrations. I kept reminding him that despite the week-long festivities, he was not a Kardashian. He finally asked me what a "Kardashian" was and I was stumped to explain phenom that are the Kardashians. One of those pathetic mysteries of our times. Anyway, on to the birthday celebrations...
Charlie - you're a "whole hand" old now!
The theme of his family party was Legos so we had some brightly colored decorations and Nana Jan did an awesome job making this Lego cake.
Knowing how much our Charlie loves "cupcapes", we had plenty of desserts to enjoy!
A wide-angle view of the cousins and aunts (also godmothers) in attendance.
Charlie excitedly showing off some of the dinosaurs that Aunt Jenn gave him.
And the cool truck and horse trailer from Grandma Kathy and Grandpa Bill.
As always, Charlie received some great gifts - a Lego table, doctor costume, Toy Story toy and Lego "zombie".
A little shy while we sang "Happy Birthday" to him, but he was ready to blow out the candles.
Enjoying a cupcake - my boy loves him some chocolate.
Birthday photo with Grandma Kathy and Grandpa Bill,
and a giggling photo with Papa Steve and Nana Jan,
and his two godmothers (Aunt Jenn and Aunt Molly).
Uncle Randy kept Crazy Lucy entertained.
On Charlie's actual birthday, he took cupcakes to day care, chose to eat at the local noodle place and came home to open his gift. The "before" photo -
and the "after" photo. We gave him a Lego Chima set and a Star Wars Stormtrooper gun. I have no idea what I was thinking when I picked up the gun. As I opened the box I told him that the rules included with the box were that if he pointed it at any member of his family, then the gun would be taken away for 24 hours. Ten minutes later, the gun was placed in my closet for it's first (of many) lockdowns.
The following Sunday, we invited the kids from Charlie's current day care class and a few other friends to Pump It Up for two hours of high-energy, inflatable fun. The kids seemed to have a great time but I'm still overwhelmed by the volume and bright colors.
We celebrated with a Chima cake for the kids and two Advil and a beer for mommy (hours after the party - when I was no longer responsible for supervising children).
A final shot of the birthday boy sitting on his birthday throne. We asked that his friends come and enjoy the party but to refrain from bringing any gifts and I'm so glad that almost all complied - we have some very generous family members so to spend the Sunday afternoon focusing on having fun with his friends rather than opening gifts was (necessarily) nice.
With the start of kindergarten on the horizon for the next year, five seems like a big year. Charlie's already asking questions about kindergarten and seems pretty interested in learning the sounds associated with letters and basic arithmetic, but I'm glad that his primary focus remains on having fun. He can turn a trip to Target or the grocery store as an opportunity to play a game or race. While not always the safest or most efficient choice, I'm trying to be more appreciative of his ability to have fun in the most unlikely of situations.
For Charlie's physically touch demeanor, he has a pretty sensitive heart about himself and others. He still seems to make friends pretty easily, but his preferred playmate of choice seems to be Lucy. Even the daycare teachers seem amazed that when the classrooms are combined at the end of the day that the two of them prefer to play with each other. I know that the tide can turn at any moment, but I'm appreciative of his tolerance of her and her two-year old craziness.
In some ways, it seems that he has grown a lot in the last year, but in other ways (he wants to be Green Lantern when he grows up, prefers noodles over any other food and his preferred place to sleep is our bed) he is still the same little boy and I'm grateful.















































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