Max turned 4 yesterday. We had a great day celebrating him from the time he woke up until we all crashed at 10pm! I love celebrating kids birthdays--I love that they think the world stops spinning to celebrate them. I love the confidence that you see in their eyes on their birthday--I love that on this day they know that they are special. I love that no matter where they go that day, they are expecting each person they pass to know that it is their special day and to comment about how big they look. It cracks me up and makes the entire day a blast to celebrate with them.
Here are a couple of things Max said to me this past week:
Me: "Max, was Charlize at school today?"
Max: "Yes, mom, and she looked beautiful today." :)
Me: "Max, that was so nice of you to give Ms. Rebecca a hug at church today. You know, I think she really likes it when you give her a hug because she doesn't have a 3 year old to hug her every day like mommy does."
Max: "She doesn't have a 3 year old boy to give her hugs every day?"
Me: "No, she doesn't. But we can pray and ask Jesus to give her a little boy."
Max (about 20 seconds later): "Hey, mom, I have a good idea. How about you keep Jack and Annie and you let Ms. Rebecca have me since she doesn't have a 3 year old boy to give her hugs."
Me: "No way, Max. I love Ms. Rebecca, but mommy is not going to let her have you. Absolutely not."
Max (about 3 seconds later): "Well, mom, how about she can borrow me?" :)
I love that boy.