My dear Orion, you turned four years old today. You’re very proud of that, and have been telling anyone who’ll listen “Today’s my birthday and I’m FOUR!” with great enthusiasm.
I was worried you were going to be grumpy today, because last night when you went to bed you were adamant that you didn’t want to have a birthday. “Phone everyone up and tell them to not come!” you said. “I don’t want cake. I don’t want presents. I don’t want a birthday,” you said. This morning of course, you woke up happy and bright as usual, and the excitement about your birthday that you’ve been expressing for the last few weeks all came back in a big rush of happiness. You spent yesterday with Daddy visiting his side of your family, getting presents and birthday wishes, so I think perhaps you were just very tired from that.
This morning we hung out for a while, then Uncle Ginge and your Nanny and Grandad came round, and you opened all of your presents. My goodness, it was a huge pile – you actually got bored of opening presents about half way through, so I think we all might have overdone it a little! The funny thing is, I think you’d forgotten that you would even get presents for your birthday – all you’ve been excited about for the past few weeks was that you were having your party at Krazy Kaves (a local soft play centre). When you accidentally saw your presents wrapped up on my dressing table last night, you thought they were all for Nathan, as it had been his birthday recently.
You thanked everyone very nicely, and then Corrine and Adam came round with yet another present. You loved all your presents of course (I suspect even if someone just gave you a handkerchief you’d be elated, you just love that people are giving you things and are grateful for everything!). We played Hungry Hippos (a ‘board game’ Ginge gave you) until it was time for your party. Your friends from preschool Toby, Nancy, Charlotte and Callum came along, as well as Nathan of course.
All your favourite grown-ups came too – me and Fred, your Daddy, Nanny, Granddad, Ginge and Jenny. You went charging around Krazy Kaves with all that energy you seem to always have, and when the time came to go upstairs for the food you were the most graceful I’ve ever seen you at a dinner table. You had a Thomas cake which you loved and shared with all your friends – and all of us grown-ups had some too, of course!
I try to write something for you every year about what you’re like, so here goes. Your favourite things at the moment are cars (and buses, fire engines, ambulances, trains and anything else with wheels) Krazy Kaves, playing football, singing, going to the park, baking, colouring and puzzles. You really hate tidying up, the ‘baddies’ from Numberjacks, being told no and having to stop playing at bedtime.
You’re hilarious, and can make me laugh even when I’m not feeling so great. You constantly surprise me with new words you’ve picked up – today you told me your ‘magic glove’ was “Just fab, Mummy!” You have some phrases you’ve started saying fairly regularly recently – “That’s amazin‘!” and “I’ve never been there before!” – even when you’ve been to wherever it is a hundred times before. Another one I love is “I can’t believe it!” which you say about the most commonplace and believable things. “Chips for dinner? I can’t believe it!”
I’m amazed by how much you remember. Your favourite book at the moment is ‘Aliens Love Underpants’ (though that could soon be usurped by ‘Dinosaurs Love Underpants’, which was a birthday present today) and you know the entire story from start to finish. You love it when I start a sentence from a book and leave off the last word for you to fill in, and you always get it right. With your favourite books you can read along with me and I love hearing your little voice following along with the story. Another benefit of you remembering so much is that you remember song lyrics, and you love to sing with me – and I love to sing with you!
You’re such an amazing, beautiful and somewhat intriguing person. You started your new preschool this year, and your teacher actually asked me if you ever ‘misbehaved’ at home, because you’re so well behaved and friendly and helpful at preschool. I had to admit that it was a very, very rare thing for you to be ‘naughty’. You’re polite and you want everyone to be your friend, you’re loving and you always have a cuddle and a kiss for your old Mum.
You inspire me and teach me more than I ever could have imagined possible. Happy birthday Orion, and may the next year be even better than the last.