I don’t really feel old on my birthday, but my children’s birthdays always remind me how quickly time passes. Today we celebrated Jack’s sixth birthday. Having received some birthday money from grandparents we had allowed him to go ahead and order what he wanted for his birthday so it would be here on the day of celebration. It arrived a day early and it was agony for him (and his older brothers) to wait until the appointed time to possess what he knew was in the boxes. So this morning before Adam left for work we let him go ahead and open one present. For those who know Jack it will be no surprise what was in the box–Legos! After fixing the traditional birthday breakfast–monkey bread–the boys descended downstairs and began construction while the monkey bread cooked. They surfaced long enough to eat and then returned to their work which they took breaks from only when necessary. I have to praise my boys at their willingness to share and let each other enjoy their gifts.
Once Adam got home Jack opened the rest of his presents–more Legos, a Captain America costume, and a stuffed humming-bird he had spotted at the museum in Owensboro. For dinner we got Papa Murphy’s pizza, including the personal sized pizzas that they can assemble themselves. I’m not sure which they enjoy more, the assembly or the tattoo that comes with the pizzas. For the cake I tried my hand at making an ice cream cake. Jack made it easy, picking out a Madagascar happy meal toy that he wanted on top of his cake for decoration. It turned out well and had the advantage of being easily divided into two smaller cakes making things ready for birthday number three which comes tomorrow.
Happy birthday, Jack. You are a kind and generous boy, a hard worker with a heart full of tenderness and compassion, and I am so grateful to know you and watch you grow. I love you very much and am glad to be your momma.