Cannon turned 4 on Wed....of last week. (I am behind, but slowly gaining ground on catching up with all my blog posts.)
We started his birthday out with the breakfast of his choice. Homemade cinnamon rolls, and fruit salad. Of course, the fruit was quickly forgotten and the cinnamon rolls devoured....but whatever. We have a rule in our house that on your birthday, you can pretty much do whatever you want! Its your special day, and it only happens once a year....
He got to open his presents at the table, and seemed to enjoy them. Immediately he had to go outside and try out his new airplanes. Unfortunately, about 3 minutes into the playing the planes broke. Nice....
After breakfast, I took him and his best buddy/cousin, out for an "adventure". We headed to the park, and on the way, the boys chattered up a storm. I wasn't really paying much attention to their excited chatter, until I heard the phrase, "A wild bear eating mommy..." and then I quietly listened. The conversation went something like this:
Luke: What if a wild bear came into the car and ate auntie up?
Cannon: You mean the bear tore her to pieces and she was dead?
Luke: Yeah. Then the bear went and ate my mommy too....
Cannon: Then we wouldn't have anyone in charge of us!
Luke: Yeah! We would eat candy all day! And throw candy at people.
Both: (giggling madly at the idea of eating candy all day long...)
Cannon: That would be soooo fun!
Luke: And we could sit and throw gum in peoples hair!
Cannon: Yeah! Awesome!
Ok, so I have to admit that I laughed...and then tried to do the right thing and steer their imaginations a different way...but it was still really, really, funny!
The boys played hard at the park, diving into the sand, building castles (or destroying the girls' castles) and jumping off the slides and such. They had a blast, and the ride to the second part of the "adventure" was much more quiet and subdued.
We went to Chuckie Cheese for lunch and some games. Cannon put a quarter in almost every machine he walked by, and Luke held onto his like they were precious gold. They cashed in their tickets at the end of the day for a tootsie roll pop, and a fake plastic spider, and the day couldn't have been better for either one.
We followed dinner that night with a doughnut (per Cannon's request) with 4 candles stuck in it.
(That kid would eat doughnuts until he puked....)
Happy birthday to our sweet 4 year old! The first thing I noticed about you when you were born was the size of your hands! They were HUGE!!!(I called them "man hands" in the delirium of post delivery...) I pray that you use those hands for good things and not bad. I pray that you take all that passion and emotion that you have and use it to stand fast for the things that you know are right! I pray that the stubbornness that we see in you is used to stand up for what you believe, and not against it. I pray that those words that flow so easily from your mouth will be used to build up and not tear down. That you will lead, and not follow. That you will be a man of God, and not a man of this world. We love you, and can't wait to continue to get to know you more and more!
Love you to the moon and back!
Mommy and Daddy
1 comment:
That conversation will go down as a classic. Thanks for letting Luke tag a long that day. He had such a great time with his favorite buddy.
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