I'm getting to this one day late. It's nearly midnight on Christmas Day as I am typing this, but the past few days have just been those non-stop kind of days. I did make notes last night, however, so I would remember the joys of my day, although, the fact that it was Carter's birthday actually made the day pretty memorable anyway.
These are my notes:
1. Boys slept in until 9
These are my notes:
1. Boys slept in until 9
2. Carter's birthday: five years old!!
3. For his birthday, we went to a movie and had family over. Not Christmas Eve - it's his birthday.
So now, I elaborate. Lucky you.
Number one is pretty self-explanatory. I woke up at about 9:10 this morning. Most parents will tell you that this is always glorious.
2. Celebrating Carter's birthday. I know I say this an annoying amount, but I just love him so much. I wish that those words could convey 1% of how much love I feel for this little boy, but it can't. He's so loveable. I love that now that he's five, he understands birthdays and the idea that it's his special day to do whatever he wants. It's so much fun to make the day all about him.
3. Every year for his birthday, we've always had family (and sometimes friends) over to celebrate with supper, cake, treats (Christmas treats: baking, squares, etc.), and then -- of course -- presents for the birthday boy. It doesn't even feel like Christmas Eve anymore and hasn't since he the day he was born. It just feels like Carter's birthday, and then the next day is always Christmas. Aside from not even feeling like Christmas Eve, we absolutely don't make it about Christmas at all; the whole day is only about his birthday.
Anyway, since he's getting older, I thought we would actually have family do something for the party, so this year I thought we would go sledding at the park by our house, then come back to our place for supper and the party as usual. But on Friday, Carter and Amma were talking about going to the movie Sing so I asked Carter if he wanted to do the movie or sledding; he choose the movie.
It worked out for the best, because the day actually ended up being pretty damned cold. Amma stayed home with the napping Grayson, and none of my family came, so it was just Jeff, me, and our birthday boy and it was perfect. I'm so glad no one else decided to come, to be honest, and I'm hoping that this turns into something of a tradition for his birthday. Once Gray is old enough, he will of course join us (if he chooses to) for big brother's birthday boy movie choice. But what a wonderful tradition this could be: a movie with just our little family (birthday boy's choice, of course) and then a a supper and celebration with more family. Sounds perfect to me.
After the movie, we came home and got things ready and my family came over. Normally, I invite my mom's whole side, but this year, I was just too tired to make it so big. It's big enough anyway, with those people that do come and I just didn't have it in me to put on a big party and have a crazy full house. Having Cater's favourite people in the world there and watching how they interact with and love him just made me so grateful for the family that we have. They love my boys as much as I do, and I couldn't hope for anything more.
So, thank you, to my family who came, who called, who messaged, etc. for loving my boy so much and being so happy to celebrate this amazing person he is becoming. It makes me love you so much.
So now, I elaborate. Lucky you.
Number one is pretty self-explanatory. I woke up at about 9:10 this morning. Most parents will tell you that this is always glorious.
2. Celebrating Carter's birthday. I know I say this an annoying amount, but I just love him so much. I wish that those words could convey 1% of how much love I feel for this little boy, but it can't. He's so loveable. I love that now that he's five, he understands birthdays and the idea that it's his special day to do whatever he wants. It's so much fun to make the day all about him.
3. Every year for his birthday, we've always had family (and sometimes friends) over to celebrate with supper, cake, treats (Christmas treats: baking, squares, etc.), and then -- of course -- presents for the birthday boy. It doesn't even feel like Christmas Eve anymore and hasn't since he the day he was born. It just feels like Carter's birthday, and then the next day is always Christmas. Aside from not even feeling like Christmas Eve, we absolutely don't make it about Christmas at all; the whole day is only about his birthday.
Anyway, since he's getting older, I thought we would actually have family do something for the party, so this year I thought we would go sledding at the park by our house, then come back to our place for supper and the party as usual. But on Friday, Carter and Amma were talking about going to the movie Sing so I asked Carter if he wanted to do the movie or sledding; he choose the movie.
It worked out for the best, because the day actually ended up being pretty damned cold. Amma stayed home with the napping Grayson, and none of my family came, so it was just Jeff, me, and our birthday boy and it was perfect. I'm so glad no one else decided to come, to be honest, and I'm hoping that this turns into something of a tradition for his birthday. Once Gray is old enough, he will of course join us (if he chooses to) for big brother's birthday boy movie choice. But what a wonderful tradition this could be: a movie with just our little family (birthday boy's choice, of course) and then a a supper and celebration with more family. Sounds perfect to me.
After the movie, we came home and got things ready and my family came over. Normally, I invite my mom's whole side, but this year, I was just too tired to make it so big. It's big enough anyway, with those people that do come and I just didn't have it in me to put on a big party and have a crazy full house. Having Cater's favourite people in the world there and watching how they interact with and love him just made me so grateful for the family that we have. They love my boys as much as I do, and I couldn't hope for anything more.
So, thank you, to my family who came, who called, who messaged, etc. for loving my boy so much and being so happy to celebrate this amazing person he is becoming. It makes me love you so much.
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