We recently celebrated Zach's birthday. This little guy is four already! He has been waiting anxiously for the big day, counting down almost a month in advance. When we asked what he wanted most for his birthday, he immediately replied "My own lightsaber." He always had to borrow one from Matthew who ended up getting two one year. That's about all he would answer for a few weeks, until right before his birthday he decided on a small Lego set (of course) that he wanted because it included two small gray guns. Easy enough!
He had a fun day. First we had preschool at our house in the morning. We are rotating this year with five other moms in our neighborhood. Because it was the second week, we did B is for Birthday and had lots of activities planned around the birthday theme. And cupcakes of course! Later that day he said he was starting to feel a little icky and it became apparent that he had caught a cold from the other boys. For some reason, colds knock Zach out a little more than the other kids, so he spent the rest of the day laying on the couch and watching some of his favorite shows. At one point he said he was too sick to do anything, so I told him maybe we should wait until the next day to open his presents, thinking he would enjoy them a little more. What was I thinking? He instantly perked up and told me he was feeling much better. It was really cute.
After Zach's birthday dinner of pancakes and eggs, we sang Happy Birthday and opened presents. The lucky boy did end up getting his much talked about Lego set and lightsaber..
Saturdays can get kind of busy with soccer games, yardwork, housework, errands, etc. It usually ends up being kind of a lazy day for me in the getting ready department - ponytail, little to no makeup, the bare minimum. I learned tonight that I might need to step it up a little. As we were reading scriptures before bed, Zachary was sitting behind me playing with my hair. One of them is always doing it while we read - I guess it is one of those sweet things they still hold on to from when they were babies. After scriptures Zachary chimed up with this pearl of wisdom:
"Mom, I wish you were a princess."
"Oh really? Why?"
"Because then you would be prettier."
To which Ryan responded, "She doesn't need to be a princess. She already got married!"
To which Kevin responded, "Mom is a princess. And she's pretty."
Thank you boys!
I love these pictures. Rachel lives across the street and Zachary counts her as one of his best friends. On our way home from preschool today Zachary told her they should hold hands so they wouldn't get lost. Rachel just said, "OK" in her cute voice and off they went. I'm glad they can be such good buddies.
Well, another summer has come and gone and the boys are back in school. Matthew started 2nd grade this year. He was really excited to have a new teacher and meet new friends. He is anxious to find out when his recess time will be.
