John Michael turned four this week and we celebrated with ice cream and presents on his actual birthday followed by a party on Sunday. And by "party" I mean we invited over two friends and their siblings plus nearby cousins and served sandwiches and cake and had no games or activities or party favors and then I had to leave abruptly to go look at rental houses that we're interested in. So all in all, it was pretty successful.
John received some excellent presents including a tool box to hold all of his special treasures which currently include smallish Rescue Bots, Paw Patrol figures and Hot Wheels cars (not Matchbox, they have to have a Hot Wheels logo on them or they're no good, apparently). He also bought himself a doctor's kit recently with his own money and asked me specifically if he could have a doctor's coat to go with it for his birthday. When he got the asked for doctor's coat however, he was very upset because it was "too big" for him. I tried to explain to him that doctor's coats are supposed to be long, all doctor's coats are that long, the definition of a doctor's coat is a long white coat, all to no avail.
I think I might have to hem it.
He also requested a chocolate cake with chocolate icing which turned out to be not nearly as disappointing as our disaster of a present.
I could go on about how I can't believe he's already four and how fast time flies by but I won't.
I can't though. And it really does.