Hard to believe. Six years old. Like the Winnie the Pooh story.
Here's how Yogi's day went:
Woke up and had family breakfast, complete with home made granola scones he and John whipped up.
Went to his childcare (park day with Rose) where they made him a birthday banner and had banana splits in honor of the occasion. (They also made an excursion to Denny's, which was not part of the birthday festivities, but contributed to the tummy ache later in the day.)
Picked up by G-Ma and went to the Hawiian restaurant for shave ice.
Met Mom at his favorite restaurant, Mrs. Garcia's in Culver City, for tamales and flan. Opened his gifts from G-Ma (Lord of the Rings audio book and digital video camera.)
As we were leaving the restaurant a stranger stopped us to tell me how beautiful my necklace was - a necklace that Yogi had made. She and Yogi got into "a big talk" about it, as Yogi later recalled.
Got into his mom's car and discovered a present from Rose.
Opened the present at home (two different kinds of launching planes, one a rubber band type and the other spring loaded, and a big box of Kinnex, which are kind of like tinker toys.)
Played with all these new toys with Mommy and Daddy until bedtime.
Daddy read Merlin while Yogi and Mommy fell asleep in Yogi's bed.
What a good birthday day!
The Kid Party is on Saturday. There will be our big blow up pool and a dolphin jumper. He asked for a pirate or Spider Man jumper, which they didn't have, so I hope dolphins work.
We don't know what we're going to get for his birthday yet, partly because he has so much already.
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