Squeaky’s Blog

 WC turned 5 this month.  I keep remembering all the little things we did over the years.  He has grown so much over the last 2.  I keep thinking that we just moved from Germany to Oklahoma.  When he turned 2 we spent the day together eating breakfast at Denny’s and then the local park that he loved.  I remember how small he was and people just loved him. I remember how on the way out of Denny’s I gave him a dollar bill and he put it in the broken game machine.  I felt bad for him because he was upset he didn’t get to play but at the same time I was happy since I had almost given him a larger bill.  I keep thinking of all those moments and wondering where all the time went.  I keep telling myself I need to write it all down because I am afraid one day I will forget or won’t be here to tell him the stories.  I want to continue to have those special moments and watch him grow.  Then I wish he would stay small forever.  I know that won’t happen.  He has started school (Pre K) and now I have to buy his clothes in the boy section.  I knew I would one day but I just wasn’t ready for it.  I guess I may never really be ready for all the milestones as they come.  But hey it’s like the saying goes one step/day at a time.

I have been running around the last few days to make sure everything was ready for my oldest birthday.  The Wild Child (W.C.) I am going to call him that from now on.  He turned 4 on Friday and we had his first real party for him on Saturday.  We had a party when he turned 1, but it was a combined welcome home (husband had been deployed in Afghanistan) and house warming party (I had moved us the week prior).  Then for his second birthday we had just moved here so we didn’t know anyone and it was just us.  Then when he was turned 3 my mother in law was here and we had just moved, yet again, it was family.  So, this is the first time he has had a party dedicated to him.  I must say as stressed about everything coming together right and on time that it went really well.  The kids that came and played all seemed to play really well together.  There wasn’t any he hit me or screaming and fighting over toys.  I never noticed any but was told they were getting tired after a while.  So, we presented the cake and had him open presents.  I have great friends.  My kid made out.  I told them all that presents weren’t needed since he has so many.  I think I wasted my breath.  He got all kinds of things and has really enjoyed them all.  We played with them all day today.  He even slept with a truck he got that night.  It was too cute.  One of the things he got was play dough.  I have to admit he has some shoved in the back of a cabinet with some paints that I have never let him have.  Then this morning he wanted to play with his play dough that he can’t say so he calls it “tomato”.  It was so nice.  We played at the table with it for a long time.  He was so well behaved and when he was done he asked if he could go watch cartoons.  There was no real mess to clean after and it was a relief.  We had a stress free day and totally enjoyed it.  I am going to let him play with his play dough more and even try paints soon.  I can’t believe I am saying that but I haven’t been that relaxed with him in such a long time.  I think it did us both some good.  Now, I think we are going to make some thank you cards this week instead of just the normal ones.  It should be fun.  I have faith that we can have a lot more days like today.  It was the perfect end to a great weekend.