My baby turned 6 yesterday. I was too distraught to even blog. OK so that was an exaggeration, but I did cry a little. I'll never hug my five-year old baby again - now I'll hug my six-year old baby. I know, I know, he's still my baby it's just the age thing gets to me. He's my baby and my baby's growing up. That's hard to swallow.
He wanted a party soooo bad. He's never had one before - he's never asked before either. I didn't want him to be disappointed but we couldn't really afford a party. We always get cakes for the kids - that's just a given for them. So this year I bought some Transformer plates and napkins to look formal and then just invited all the neighbor kids, that were outside playing, in for cake and ice cream. No need for presents, just come in and eat cake. There were 6 kids plus my 3. Deklan was perfectly happy. Earlier I took mini cupcakes up to school so he could celebrate with his class.