Now We Are Six

A few days back my oldest son turned six.

Yeah, I am not really sure how THAT happened, but it has. I am the mother of a first grader. One who is SIX.

We explained to him that on some years he might have a big party and other years we would just go out for a pizza together as a family and Mama would make a cake. But we decided this year we would have a big party. But what with timing of the place we wanted to have it, we were forced to celebrate two full weeks after the big day.

We thought we would do a quiet birthday DAY, and have the party later. As it turned out, though, Mima, Papa and the cousins can't make it to party day, so we decided to have them come on the actual DAY and Mima took them all out to Chuck E. Cheese. Noah got to play, was in a birthday parade, danced on the stage, got a medal and a candle to blow out, and was able to hang with the cousins. Then they all came home for cake! It was TWO cakes actually, because Cousin K's birthday is this coming weekend, as well!

When it was all said and done, it felt like a full-fledged crazy birthday with no need for more, and yet we still have the BIG party coming up this Sunday. Sigh. Ah well. He deserves it.

He is six, after all. And that doesn't happen just any old day.

If you want to see more pictures of the shenanigans, check them out here. And don't be surprised when "Part Two: The Big Party" comes out.