So, this post is a week late. Horrible! But, my Sunday morning German pancake is in the oven and I have a few minutes now.
Last week, on March 4th, my sweet little Ryan-boy turned 4-years-old. I know, I know. Its really not THAT old. But its the oldest any of MY children have ever been.
We kept things simple this year. His birthday was on a Sunday, and the day before I had a shower that I was hosting plus his friends had their birthday party that afternoon. The weekend before we ran Ragnar, and Mama just wasn’t up for planning something crazy in the midst of everything else. Taking the wise advice of two moms and a best friend, we kept things low key and just had a little cake and ice cream (and presents, of course!) after dinner Sunday night. For breakfast he got to pick out anything he wanted, which was sugary, artificial, cereal that he NEVER gets to eat, and for dinner we had breakfast – including pancakes…with sprinkles. (Everyone say “SUGAR!)
Even with his grandparents, my younger siblings, and two of his best friends, that boy got spoiled! A new (to-him) bike, and dad’s hand-me-down Legos from when HE was a kid. Legos, angry birds, a super-soaker Nurf gun, matchbox car, a kids mp3 player, a baseball tee with a glove, balls and a bat were all his for the taking. And he LOVED everything! He told me afterwards, “Mom, this was the best birthday ever!” I hope he is always this easy to please.
Sugar for breakfast, lunch and dinner!
New tradition: Crepe paper zigzagged across the door and the kids have to break through it the morning of their birthday. Also, balloons filled his room.
"How old are you Ryan?"
Lemon cake with lemon curd filling and whipped cream frosting. Yes, that WAS his request! (His friend had it the week before at HER birthday and he loved it!)
Birthday boy getting excited for cake and ice cream!
Oh Baby! This present has already been used...A LOT! (Poor Jane!)
And now…Ryan through the years…;)
Taken exactly one year ago today. Ryan one week old.
My handsome, sweet, smart, active four-year-old best buddy.
Four special things about Ryan:
- He loves his little sister. For as much as he torments her, she is also his best friend. I mean, a super-soaker gun is no fun to play with if there isn’t someone to spray, right?
- Ryan is and always has been a cuddly little love bug. He loves to snuggle and be loved on (except for first thing in the morning. Do NOT touch that boy after he wakes up!).
- Ryan builds the most amazing creations with his Legos. He isn’t a big into coloring or drawing, but his Legos are truly works of art.
- For a four-year-old boy, Ryan can be extremely obedient, helpful, and self-sufficient. I can lay down for a few minutes and trust him to watch TV or play on PBS without getting into trouble. (LIFESAVER some days!) He is (almost) always willing to help mom with random things I need (“Ryan go grab me Jane’s wipes from her changing table!”) and is wanting to help more with things in the kitchen. (His new favorite dinner-time chore: peeling. Anything.) And we are getting to the point that most of the time when I ask him to do something he will do it, and (MOST of the time) without putting up a fight.
Ryan, if you ever end up reading this some day. I love you more than you have ever imagined…or can until you have your own. You are truly my sunshine.