Yes, my little boy turned 4 over the weekend. He had a great day. On Friday, he took in cup cakes for his preschool (evidently, the district wide nutrition program doesn't apply to preschoolers) decorated with little Diego cup cake rings. We picked them up on Thursday and he kept running out to the van checking on them and going "Wow, those are my Diego cup cakes!".
On Friday, we picked up the Diego cake, which we promptly put into the fridge. Youngest knew he couldn't touch it and he would go in and peek and come back out and go, "Momma, it's my Diego cake!". He wore his crown from school all afternoon and went to the bus stop with me and gave his brothers a 'goodie' bag that he gave his friends at preschool.
On Saturday, we had a rolling birthday party. Because of the floods, we weren't sure who could make it. Aunt and Uncle made it in the morning and we had breakfast rolls and cup cakes. Youngest wore his crown from preschool and his Diego shirt.
In the afternoon, Nana and Papa showed up and he had another party with more singing, candle blowing, etc. Then, we went out to dinner to (obviously) Red Robin. He was so excited to have them sing to him and eat his ice cream sundae.
The good news: oldest has been so excited to have his birthday at Red Robin (typically, the song is too noisy for him). He said to me last night, "Momma, I want them at Red Robin to clap and sing 'who's birthday is it?' Brian!' to me."
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