In Which Connor Turns Four!

Big boy Connor is four today!

This morning we got him up and sang the happy birthday song.  Then he had his breakfast and received his presents!  We believe in instant gratification around here.  After that we asked him what he wanted to do for his special day.  The conversation went something like this:

Me: Hey big boy!  What would you like to do for your birthday?  Do you want to go to the zoo?

Connor: No.

Me: Okay.  How about the aquarium?

Connor: No.  Ball.

Me: Okay, we can play ball.  But what else do you want to do?  Do you want to go to the children's museum?

Connor: No.  Ball.

Me:  Yes, we'll play ball, honey.  But we play ball every day.  How about the--

Connor: NO. BALL.

Me: But--

Connor: BALL BALL BALL BALL BALL.

So we played ball. 

We played A LOT of ball.  We played ball until Connor couldn't sit up by himself any more and fell backwards onto the bed, still demanding more ball playing.  Then we went to the aquarium, which Connor hated every second of as it was very crowded and noisy and there was no playing of ball involved.  While he normally enjoys the aquarium and Thursdays during the daytime are usually a good time to go, we'd forgotten to factor in Spring Break and were thus unprepared for the large numbers of people.  He suffered through it for a good hour or so in relatively good humor and then declared that he was All Done.  Since we were up that way, I popped into Pike Place for a few groceries while Jeremy fed the little guy in the car, and then we were back on the road towards the house.

So we returned home, where Connor took a very long nap, woke up and then demanded more ball.  I rolled my eyes, but since it was, after all, his birthday he and I played another 8,000 rounds or so of his new favorite game.  He especially loves the part where he slings it all the way across the room and I have to scramble after it.  Apparently seeing his mommy scoot along the floor is really funny. 

After working up an appetite, he rejected our offers of chocolate pudding but did request a mango lassi (his favorite drink) which I went out to the local Indian restaurant for and presented him with as an after-dinner treat.  We read one of his new books (because what birthday in this household would be complete without new books?) and the big boy went to bed demanding that the ball playing resume immediately tomorrow.  He is currently still awake.  Whenever I peek in he grins and makes the sign for "ball." 

So disregarding the aquarium visit, it was a good birthday, and I think he really enjoyed himself.  Even if I am now condemned to fishing that darn ball out from under various pieces of furniture forever!

Happy Birthday, Connor!

~Jess