This guy turned three over the weekend. He went from this:
We celebrated this weekend with the birthday bucket, watching football, opening presents and movie night.
Here’s a couple things about Cannon.
He loves books. When I told him it was his birthday and he would get presents, he said he didn’t want presents he wanted books.
He is notorious for taking two hours to eat breakfast. He gets his first bowl of cereal (always without milk). Eats a little. Leaves the table. Comes back to the table to eat more. And if you remove the bowl from the table he freaks out. He likes to spend his breakfast grazing.
He’s recently learned how to put his own shoes on and I’m not sure if he’s more excited or if I am.
He loves the movie Zootopia and Home.
He’s afraid of dogs, no matter the size.
He loves shutting doors, weird, I know. He wants to be the one to shut the garage door. The car door. The refrigerator door. The front door. He wants to be the one that shuts it.
He is a happy kid and smiles with his eyes. With that being said, he’s angry when he wakes up from naps and when his siblings tease him relentlessly!
Happy Birthday Cannon!
And just a little reminder of where this kid started out – he was the most interesting baby in the world! As you can see his weekly photos were much more time consuming than Briggs’!
You only turn 8 years old once in your life and Hunter has been counting down the days. In fact yesterday, he was counting down the hours. We’re all excited that his birthday has officially arrived.
We celebrated with lunch at school (which Bennett and Hallie also benefited from) and “sugar snap cookies” for his class. Hunter told me he wanted doughnuts or sugar snap cookies as a treat for his class. You mean snickerdoodles? Yes, the ones with the frosting? You mean sugar cookies? Oh, that’s what I meant
His very own scriptures with his name on them. They were in a case when he opened up the gift and he said excitedly, “A new lunchbox – this is a really heavy lunchbox!”
Tonight we had a service project over at Steve’s parents house, helping them prepare for some painting and remodeling. Hunter wasn’t too keen on the idea of spending his birthday doing this – but once he found out his cousins would be there, he was all in. Once all the work was done all the cousins were outside playing soccer and we ended the night with a cake to celebrate.
Hunter’s request was sprinkles in and on half of the cake. Not the whole cake – just half of the cake. Funny kid. His church teacher dropped off a milkshake when we got home. It was a good day to turn 8!
I’ve made lists in the past of all his wonderful traits and I could easily make another list. But instead, I’m going to help you get to know him just a little more.
He loves sweets and he loves chocolate. We were recently at an ice cream place and I was ordering for the family while Steve was with the kids. I looked at the menu and knew immediately what he would choose. Double chocolate fudge with brownie chunks. It’s not a treat in his mind if it’s not chocolate!
He’s still driving his first car – He bought it the year before we met. Never in a million years did I think it would last this long. It’s moved from one extreme climate to another and back again and it’s still running like a dream.
He also still uses the same alarm clock he had as a kid. I’ve tried convincing him to upgrade. Perhaps one with a usb cable to charge his phone, or one that is a smart clock and goes back to the right time after being unplugged. He refuses. He likes his old comfortable alarm clock.
He isn’t big into gadgets, specifically technology gadgets. (completely opposite of me) I try to keep him current by purchasing things for birthdays and such. Sometimes he returns them, other times he takes a chance and keeps them!
He is a fish out of water. He was a pretty big deal back in his city swim meet days and he often relives the glory days in our pool showing our kids his skills.
Most may not realize this, but he’s a pretty big deal.
At least he is in our house. And we’re happy to celebrate him any chance we can get.
Last week we celebrated Bennett’s birthday. He took doughnuts to his preschool class which made him everybody’s best friend. He loved the attention. He wore a birthday crown and they sang to him. Who doesn’t love going to school on their birthday at that age? I actually wouldn’t know…my birthday is over Christmas vacation and I didn’t have the luxury of celebrating in class or having my name read over the announcements…not that I would have liked that type of attention anyway! 😉
Bennett chose a birthday lunch at Old McDonald’s. Earlier that morning, I was in our bedroom and I could hear Steve trying to negotiate a better eating location for lunch.
S: “Buddy, where do you want to go for lunch.”
B: “Old McDonalds”
S: “Think about it – you can go anywhere you want”
B: “Old Mcdonalds”
S: “What about Chick fil a, or anywhere else?”
B: “I want to go to Old McDonalds”
I gave Steve a hard time for trying to persuade him in any direction but the golden arches. His efforts were fruitless.
That evening he opened gifts. He’s been asking for Legos nonstop. We’ve got buckets full of Legos, but he wanted his own Legos. Ones that Hunter can’t take away from him when he’s angry. So we bought him a bucket. Of course they’ll all get mixed up and no one will be able to tell them apart. But at least now Hunter can’t claim them all as his own!
We celebrated with cake this weekend with the family. His older cousin has a birthday just around the corner so we sang to the both of them.
I love this photo of Paxton covering Bennett’s mouth as he tries to blow out the candles. This is their relationship. Silly and playful and totally awesome.
I’ve yet to meet a kid as excited for a birthday as this boy. He started counting down almost four months ago. We’ve heard for months what he wants – and his list changes daily. He’s talked about his birthday lunch over and over again. There is no way the actual day of his birthday will live up to the hype he’s created for so long.
Tonight he was angry for one reason or another and when we told him it was time to go to bed he exclaimed that he wouldn’t sleep. He might go to his room, but he was going to be defiant and refuse sleep. I told him if he doesn’t go to sleep he won’t turn five. He has to sleep in order for tomorrow to come. He bought it hook, line and sinker and begrudgingly marched up the stairs. These are typical conversations for him!
Here’s a couple things about Mr. B:
He’s a strong willed child and it’s exhausting at times.
He talks about things over and over and over again – we often have to tell him we’re not going to talk about it anymore.
He’s funny. He’s got a great sense of humor and he has an animated face to go with it.
He loves to ride his bike.
He is very protective of his alone time with Steve or myself. If you ask him to go with you to get pizza, he wants it to be just him, no other kids. And he can never get enough of that special time.
He plays really well with Cannon. He includes him on the puzzles, cars, pirates – one minute they’re best friends and the next they’re hitting and screaming at each other!
He’s a kid who likes routine. If it’s noon – he wants to know why he’s not eating lunch. If it’s Friday night he’s expecting pizza and a movie – rarely is he okay with any substitutions.
He’s very friendly. He makes friends wherever he goes.
He’s an early riser. We’ve had to work hard at training him to stay in his room until it’s an acceptable hour to get up.
He wants to be a fireman when he grows up.
He brings an energy to our family that is unrivaled. The trick is trying to keep up with him!