I can’t believe it’s been almost two weeks since Byron turned four. Four. It’s a cliched thing to say, I know (and there’s no doubt I’ve said it on every birthday and milestone so far)— but where did the time go? When did this happen?! Four seems like a massive milestone and perhaps more poignant than the last few birthdays somehow, because this is the age he’ll be going to school. My little boy who is growing up so fast, will be donning a school uniform, carrying a book bag and grazing his knees in the playground. He’s so ready and very excited, but I’m a bag of emotions: nervous; excited; scared!
We started the day with some homemade American-style pancakes, which were Byron’s second choice for his birthday breakfast actually, his first being chicken nuggets— something he rarely has and certainly not for breakfast, to my knowledge. Kids, eh?! Anyway, as you can see, mine and Ashley’s backs were turned for mere seconds to get bananas, syrup and all that lovely stuff to gorge on, when Ashley beckoned me back to the table, as there was something I had to see. Yep. Byron was eating three people’s worth of pancakes like a burger.
I love that kid.
After we cleaned up and opened presents (this year’s theme: Power Rangers, Thomas the Tank Engine & Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!), the boys went to the barber’s to get their hair done. I never realise just how much of a mop Byron has, until he gets his hair cut again. It makes him look so grown up and taller too, somehow. We followed their little pampering session with a visit to Redhill Aerodrome. Considering we used to live fairly nearby, I never knew about the awesome restaurant and viewing area they have there. We ate sandwiches & cake and drank tea, whilst watching small planes speed along the runway, as well as TV and police helicopters taking off and landing. If you’re a four year old boy who is obsessed with all modes of transport, this is a Big Deal.
We spent the rest of the day at both sets of grandparents houses opening more presents (and eating more cake, obviously) before Byron slept over. I went home and tried my hand at being a Pinterest mum and made a cake with a royal icing road on it in the shape of a ‘4’ and green buttercream grass. That took a lot longer than expected!
This year is the first time Byron has had a proper kids birthday party of his own. We had a gathering at my parents house for his first birthday, but that was just family and let’s face it, he hadn’t a scooby what was going on! This year though, he has his own little friends from preschool and we have a couple of friends with children around the same age, so we threw him a party in a local church hall, complete with a bouncy castle, tents and packed lunches. I loved gathering all the bits together for his special day and it’s ‘old school’ vibe reminded me of parties I used to have at home (rather than a party at soft play or elsewhere that is totally organised for you) and Byron had a great afternoon too, bouncing, running and generally being a bit of a lunatic!
Four years old. Bloody hell.