Birthday Boy

Walker's four years old today. He's growing up fast and has really been acting twice his age (usually) for a while. Last night, Carla told him he could have anything he wanted for his birthday breakfast. He said, "Really? Even peanut butter and jelly?!" Yes, Walker, even peanut butter and jelly. Carla got her cookie cutters out and cut his pbj into letters that spelled his name. He was pretty excited about it.

We had his Ohio State themed birthday party on Saturday and he had lots of fun. We had beautiful weather so we all got to play outside, which was good because he got a new trampoline and a junior sized set of golf clubs, which he loves. He also got Guess Who, a hand-held V-Smile and some games, an inflatable person-sized hamster wheel, a map of America with all the quarters to go along with it (he already has quite a few states memorized, of course) and some other stuff I know I'm forgetting right now. He and Ellie played Guess Who on Sunday morning before we left for church. It was pretty funny, especially Ellie: "do you have glasses?" then she'd flip down people with glasses regardless of what walker's answer was. It doesn't matter, though. Neither one of them can read the names on the cards to guess who the other has. They still have fun with it, though.

We all watched the Prince of Egypt on Saturday night. There's chariot racing in the beginning, which Carla missed. When she came back in, Walker said, "You missed it, mommy. There was horse racing with wheel chairs!"

Ellie was playing on our back porch and her shoes fell off so her socks were filthy. When she came inside I told her to take them off. She tried a couple times but her hands kept slipping off. She said, "Help, daddy. My socks are too smuddy." We're guessing she combined slippery and muddy. She also still says "bictycle, popsticle, and "Ife" (for knife). I think she heard us say we needed "a knife" and it sounded like "an Ife" to her.