I have a 4 year old. It's very hard to comprehend that. 4 years ago my little Kayton was born. He is growing up so fast and picks up on things so quickly now. He absolutely loves going to preschool and gets so excited for Monday to come around so he can go back. He has been good at learning new songs, new games, and he talks and talks all the time. We are definitely in the why stage now and he loves showing us everything and asking the same questions over and over again. He also has so much energy and Merrick loves copying him and doing things with him all the time. He is a good big brother. He just keeps growing and growing and I can't keep up with him anymore.
We threw him a big party with a bunch of friends his age and older and most of our family was able to come too. He helped pick out a lot of things for his party. He helped pick out the invitations and deliver them to some of our family. He helped pick out his cake which he just loved to death. Because he helped me out with so much of the planning, he asked me over and over again for two weeks, "Is my party ready yet?"and "Is my party today?" I kept having to tell him how many more days it was. When the party day finally came, he kept asking me if it was time, so I had to tell him to wait until people got there to start his party.
We had a lunch party where with hot dogs, chips, cake, and ice cream. It was a beautiful day so we had some outside time first and then came in and ate. After we ate, Kayton just went over and started to open his presents without us telling him it was time.
All ready to party |
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