Yesterday was L's 8th birthday. We celebrated on Sunday, though, because J had a doctor's appointment yesterday and it interfered with L's lunch plans for his big day. L told me several weeks ago that he wanted pancakes for breakfast, steak for lunch, and Chuck E. Cheese for dinner, but J's doctor's appointment (which had to be on Monday) surrounded the lunch hour. L was easily persuaded to celebrate on Sunday as soon as he verified it would be 1 day earlier. He changed his plans to Chuck E. Cheese for lunch, steak for dinner (these on Sunday), and pancakes yesterday morning.
We went to church Sunday morning and then went straight to the parental torture chamber known as Chuck E. Cheese. You know, they are brilliant advertising on PBS--otherwise my boys would know nothing of the place. We paid way to much for some cheap pizza and then we divided the tokens between the boys and the real fun(for the boys) began. Cr took charge of N, J, & Z and I took charge of M & L. The most disappointing thing that happened was J sat his cup of tokens down (he only had 3 or so left) on a game and forgot to pick it back up when he left the game. J told Cr where he left it, and Cr went to get it. All he found was an empty cup, and then he remembered seeing another dad, who was playing the game with his daughter, empty a token cup into his cup. Hrmph.
Once all the tokens were gone, we came home and L helped me ice his cake and put the cookies on top. I was thrilled that he wanted this super-easy cake instead of a decorated one. We ate cake, opened presents (pirate sword, origami book, magic trick book, Spiderman football, bug vaccuum, clay, cowboy rope, and a bike), had steak for dinner, and then watched Spiderman.
Yesterday morning I made him pancakes for breakfast, and we went to Judo where everyone threw him because it was his birthday. I think L enjoyed turning 8. While the time is passing too quickly, I'm so thrilled with the boy that my baby has become.
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