Today was Matthew’s birthday, although we did most of the celebrating on Sunday. Kim had to go out of town this week, so she asked him if he would mind having his party a few days early, so she could be here to celebrate with him.
As expected, he had no objections to opening his gifts three days ahead of time. The only issue was the theme. Each year, we let each of the boys choose a theme for his party, then decorate the living room and try to find a cake and wrapping paper in the theme. This allows us to keep them in line, as whenever they act up, we threaten to switch to a Barbie theme. Or worse, Justin Bieber.
As of a little more than a month ago, there was no question as to what Matthew’s theme would be this year — he’s been absolutely crazy for Pokemon since discovering it/them last summer, so we weren’t surprised when he requested a Pokemon theme.
But that changed when we took the boys to see Cars 2 at the end of June. Suddenly, everything had to be about Cars. We’d already bought some Pokemon stuff, but that’s okay — Party City is good about giving refunds. But when he changed his mind again, we were worried they might be starting to get sick of us.
Pokemon. No, Cars. No, Pokemon. He couldn’t decide. So we opted for Pokecars — streamers, banner, dangles and wrapping paper in Cars; balloon and cake in Pokemon. It was going to clash, but who cares? It’s all tacky crepe paper, anyway. Besides, no one ever comes to our house. It’s too embarrassing.
So we did the dual decorations, took him out for lunch Sunday, and brought him back for gifts and cake. He enjoyed the rest of the day, playing hard and being certain to hit every new toy before bedtime. Kim left last night, and I woke up this morning wondering how our baby could possibly be six already.
I mean, six — it might not sound that old, and it’s not a milestone ending in 5 or 0, but it’s significant. Kindergarten’s behind him now. His teeth are ready to start falling out. He won’t let me call him “Little Man” anymore. He’s done with early childhood vaccinations (and doing fine, thank you, Jenny McCarthy). Hell, he’s done with early childhood, period.
But that doesn’t mean the best years are gone. At any rate, he’s not too old for playful ideas. He came up with this one on Sunday: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SEDUjtaeJJs
There must be some youth left in him somewhere, right?
Or maybe it’s just his Y chromosome….