10 years, 5 months.
I feel like my generation, The Oregon Trail Generation (in between Generation X and Millennials), was the last generation to be able to freely roam around as kids, while our parents didn’t really know where we were… until we drove our bikes back in time for dinner.
But now, as you are about to finish 4th grade, you are officially at the point where when you get off the bus after school, you now come in, grab a snack, then bike over to your friend Landon’s house until it’s time for dinner.
And he doesn’t simply live down the street. He technically lives two neighborhoods beyond ours.
I bought you a digital watch with an alarm, to alert you when it’s time to come back home for dinner.
You are growing up!
What happens when Mommy runs out for errand on a Saturday afternoon and I stay home with you and your brother?
I never know… it typically is something random that I wouldn’t necessarily plan for the two of you.
This particular most recent time, it ended up being you wearing a life vest and holding on to a little boogie board, while your brother chased you down with his new water gun.
So basically, it was like a Saturday afternoon at the lake… only the lake happened to be the cul-de-sac connected to our driveway.
10 years, 5 months.
You had mentioned earlier this week that “Wacky Wednesday” was coming up at school. My closet happens to serve as a prop station for such an event!
For example, you considered wearing my Afro wig, but decided it would be too hot and itchy.
Yesterday as I was loading you up in the Jeep, I got a good look at your final costume:
A t-shirt that a friend made for me back in college, featuring a sketch of my face; with my name in Thai below.
And the socks were the ones with my face on them; a gift from Aunt Dana and Uncle Andrew from a few Christmases ago.
Needless to say, you were definitely wacky enough for Wacky Wednesday!
For dinner the night of your 5th birthday, Mommy and I let you decide where you would like to go; out of all the restaurants in the area of Spring Hill, Tennessee; where we live.
You chose Acapulco Mexican Grill, which is in walking distance from our house.
(In fact, we’ve walked there for dinner on more than one occasion!)
It is a Mexican tradition that at the end of the meal, the wait staff comes to smash dessert in your face.
Since you are only 5, our waiter went easy on you by just barely dabbing your nose with whipped cream from a slice of cheesecake.
You thought it was so much fun!
5 years old.
I have a feeling you’ll always remember your very special 5th birthday party we had for you, as we hired “Lil Swee-tea Party” to host a tea party at our house.
You and your friends were truly mesmerized by the fanciness of the occasion!
There were special crafts for you all to do, like making a special skirt for your dolls.
And it was very exciting to see how kitchen table transferred to something into something that looked like it should be from a Disney princess movie.
I’m so glad I was able to spend every minute there with you!