We decided to celebrate Henry's birthday a day early this year so that daddy could attend the festivities. And by "festivities" I mean the special birthday dinner he chose of mac n'cheese from a box which the children almost never get to eat and therefore has become somewhat of a coveted delicacy here, reserved only for the special-est of special occasions, and of course cake and presents. Henry requested a coffee cake which I was pleased to make for him since it's not only something I would actually like to eat, but it also didn't involve me making frosting. A double mom win.
Microwave mac n'cheese and coffee cake--my son obviously has a very refined palate.
He received some pretty excellent presents so far, including a new sword that is almost as tall as he is, a camouflage watch and wallet, and my personal favorite--Legos from his brothers that they bought with their own money. The boys have been saving up for months to have spending money for a family vacation we're going on soon but they can't quite seem to stop themselves from buying gifts for every special occasion that comes up, so I'm afraid they won't have much left by the time we get there. I'm certainly not going to squelch their generosity though. The delight on their faces when they give a gift that they worked hard to earn the money for, picked out, and bought themselves is balm to a mother's heart. They might bicker constantly but they really do love each other.
That or they're hoping for a turn with the new Legos. It's hard to say for sure. Let's just assume it's love.
We had planned to go the zoo tomorrow to celebrate the big day on the actual big day but half of the family is sick so Henry graciously agreed to postpone the trip to later in the week when everyone is hopefully feeling better. After all, according to my little marshwiggle, at least one thing always goes wrong on your birthday.
Henry also designed his own birthday shirt with an old t-shirt that I told him to throw away because it has a hole in it and a dry erase marker. He was pretty excited about turning eight--even if he did know something was bound to go wrong in the end. :)