If you ask him, he's turning five. But he's really turning three today.
He woke up at six and came into our room, looking for Smelly, who was back in his bed. Then we snuggled up all together for a little while until he just couldn't stand it anymore. It was his birthday! He was turning five!
We had to hide our excitement for a little while longer while we waited for Charlie to wake up. Sesame Street and bananas and secretive cupcake frosting. Finally Charlie was up and it was time for the Big Moment.
He rounded the corner into the kitchen and exclaimed "A BIKE! NO WAY!"
Charlie was jealous, not surprisingly. We ignored him. He told us "Being a big brother makes me nauseous." But then he showed Wes how to tear around the culdesac on two (four) wheels, the best driveways to go up, how to ride over the bumpy manhole covers. "I'm a teacher!" he exclaimed.
Then we ate cupcakes for breakfast...
...all of us...
And for dessert tonight, Wes requested a digger cake. It's fortunate there are so many foods that lend themselves so nicely to looking like dirt and mud!
It's a good thing James is going to stay a baby forever because I fear Wes is about to start pronouncing "S's" and "F's" correctly and between that and the two-wheeler I just don't know what to do with myself.