Big celebrated his 4th birthday a few weeks ago, but I just now am getting a chance to post about it. The internet provider we are using was a little slow about transferring our service to the new place. Like snail slow. Frustrating. But, that's all behind us now so I can catch up.
I always make whatever the birthday person requests for a special dinner. Big used his huge once-a-year chance to request toast. Luckily he amended his choice at the last minute, though, so we had quesadillas instead.
After dinner, we moved on to the present opening. Big moved through the smaller presents very quickly, admiring them at near warp speed, trying to get to the big one we were saving for last. It had been sitting on the fireplace hearth, tempting him, for the whole day. So cruel.
Underwear can be so exciting...
At last, it was time for the big hurrah. I took picture after picture...
...until Big told me to stop.
We were hard pressed (as we knew we would be) to get Big to focus on anything else once the concrete truck was opened, but we did manage to get him to take a moment to blow out the candles on his cakes. I say cakes, because our cake-lady neighbor once again came through. With so much time and effort being put out, there was no way I was letting him bow out of his duty!
I made the backhoe cake he asked for, and our neighbor came through with a dump site complete with a truck. What a lucky kid.
Never have I seen a 4 year old take care of their candle-blowing-duty with such efficiency! With the concrete truck loudly calling his name, Big took care of business.
Happy Birthday, Big! You can go back to work now.