My son William turned five today. Here's a picture him when he was just a month old:
Here's a picture of the kids playing bean bag toss:
Here are all the kids waiting for their food:
Here is William opening presents:
I spent all of Monday putting together Lego flying saucers and army vehicles. None of these are still together now that it is Wednesday.
After the party goers left we went to visit my in-laws in Niagara Falls. Here is William opening the Innotab they got him:
He calls it his iPad. The thing is pretty cool. Of course, in about an hour both my kids had passed the games that came with it, including the difficult level. I can see how this thing could easily become a money sucker (and a battery sucker).
Here's Babcia, wearing William's Bumblebee mask:
Today (after William opened his presents from me and Adam) I spent about an hour trying to find a friend for William to play with on his birthday. Having been unsuccessful, we headed to the Early Years, where we saw noone we know (other than the staff). The kids had a good time anyway. They sang Happy Birthday to him in circle and he blew out a candle (no cake, just the candle).
I promised my kids McDonald's for lunch but when I got to the McDonald's next door to the OEYC I realized I had forgotten my wallet at home. We went all the way home, then went to a different, closer McDonald's that had a play place in it. I climbed through the tubes with Jadzia because she was too cranky to do it herself. The entire structure was hard plastic and tough on the knees.
We went home eventually, then went outside and played baseball in the snow. (William got a bat, ball and glove from Adam). I pitched, he batted. He didn't do too badly considering I'm a pretty terrible pitcher.
For dinner we went to my Mom's house, where he got gifts from his grandparents, uncles, aunts, and cousins. Here is a picture of the monkey cupcakes my Mom made for him:
He ate the digestive biscuit off the top, and also had some strawberries. He's not much of a cake person, as you may have gathered.
In conclusion, my son is five. The tiny zygote that lived in my belly is big grown-up boy.
Happy Birthday William!