Heavens above, the boy is four. He's waited (literally) all year to be four - patiently watching as all his little school pals hit the mark. It ended up being a week-long run of festivities for Levi; his actual birthday at school (complete with a Spiderman cake bought in Tesco the night before because I'm new to this mother-of-a-school-kid thing and apparently we bring cake in for everyone in the class and only a Spidey cake would do), quality time with his Uncle (my brother) and Auntie who were over visiting from Cardiff and then a party at our house over the weekend. I'm still recovering. Have I mentioned that we live on the best street ever. Being a good neighbour is my jam and our neighbours are beyond amazing. Example A) This bouncy castle appeared in our garden on Saturday morning and disappeared on Monday morning (some of our neighbours run a bouncy castle company - see what I mean?!) - sneaky bouncy castle fairy neighbours are the best kind of neighbours. Nobody is ever allowed to move out of this street ever.Yes, that is our local American Football league having a game on the pitches behind our house. Clear eyes, full hearts, can't LOSE. Texas forever.
I'm not actually sure what Levi ate that whole day, but at one stage I found him demolishing a family bag of fruit gums. I also spotted him eating a hot dog bun with no hot dog in it and he also admitted to sending his cousin into the kitchen to sneak him some more crisps.
I held back on this party being all singing and all dancing with decorations and themes etc, but Andrea and I did stay up until stupid o'clock the night before making a SEVEN LAYER JELLO dish. Worth it.
Thank you all for sending Levi birthday wishes, for showing our little family so much love and for being our year-round village. We're gonna keep bluffing this parenting thing for another year.