It's Fun Being Five!

I don't know where the time has gone this week. I really don't.

Last week we had Sam's birthday party here -- lots of fun -- and Wednesday was his actual birthday. It seems like so much has happened! I have also caught another cold! I can't seem to get rid of them this year! Hopefully I'm on the mend, but I guess we'll just have to wait and see!

Anyway, last weekend we had 18 (give or take) people here for Sam's birthday party. I was having so much fun talking to my friends! The only picture I managed to take was this one.


And you can see I'm in the picture so technically, I didn't take it!

On Wednesday, Sam's actual birthday, Rich was able to take the day off. He and I managed to spend a few hours alone -- we actually went on a coffee date! It was nice to spend some time with him just doing nothing! We picked Josh up from school an hour early and then brought Sam home. We opened presents and played the afternoon away! It was nice!

Here is Sam sporting his new Liverpool t-shirt -- sent by Auntie Jane! Sam LOVES this!


He put it on immediately and then managed to keep it on from Wednesday afternoon until Friday night when I made him take it off so I could wash it! No doubt he'd still be wearing it otherwise!

Since Sam has turned "5" life has been oh so fun. Mind you, he's been 5 for all of three days. We discovered he had broken the limb off of one of our house plants and "fixed" it by scotch taping the limb back on to the tree.

Today has been especially fun. This morning he decided his hair was getting in his eyes so he trimmed his own bangs. Not bad considering he was standing on the toilet and looking at his reflection in the mirror when he did this.



Then, not five minutes late I look up and see this....

And I'm almost certain, those underpants are not clean! He's an odd one!

The weather here in Atlanta was so beautiful this weekend! The boys rode their bikes to the playground. Since Sam is not that confident with his bike, I walked along side him and helped from time to time -- well if truth be told, more often than not!

Anyway, while we were talking Sam said to me that I needed a bike and I should ask for one for Christmas. So I said, "Sam, will you get me a bike for Christmas?"

His response... "Mom, you have to ask SANTA for a bike, not me! I can't get you a bike!"

Then I said, "Well, how about you ask Santa for me when you go see him."

To which he was most upset and responded, "Mom! I'm not going to waste MY Santa wish asking for something for YOU! YOU have to ask Santa yourself!"

Oh Five is going to be a FUN year!