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Soren's Fourth Birthday

Soren's birthday was really busy because we were also getting ready for Pat and Lyndsey's wedding.  I was really glad that my parents were there, though, because they helped to make it really special for him.  This is what we did:

1. As soon as Soren woke up, I wished him a happy birthday.  Then, I went to the bathroom.  While I was gone, he hurried out to the living room and opened his present!  I was a little dismayed to come out and see him already playing with his new toy (a pretend cash register) but, after thinking about it a moment, I was really proud of him.  He had been waiting all week to open that gift and hadn't touched it until that moment.  And he knew that on his birthday he could have it.  So he took it!

2. Scott and I went to the temple for Lyndsey's endowment.  While we were gone, Hannah and Owen came to play and Aunt Breezy watched them all.

3. When we got back from the temple, we made Soren's special birthday lunch: macaroni and cheese.  (Bleh.)

4. During Carl's nap, we made Soren's chocolate cake with chocolate frosting.  He was very very excited about that.

5. We went to the house my parents were renting for a party in the evening!  My mom had decorated it and was making fried chicken for dinner.  Soren and Carl liked the party favors and especially enjoyed blowing those annoying party whistles.  Grandma and Grandpa Berg were there as well.  Grandpa Berg wore a party hat!

6. After dinner, I brought out the cake with candles.  This is the first time that we have done birthday candles for any of the kids.  We sang the birthday song (Soren sang along) and then he blew out the candles!  He did an awesome job: only two blows.

7. He got a lot of fun presents from my family.  Aunt Breezy gave him a book about anatomy, UnclePat gave him money (he liked the card better), my mom and dad gave him a costume box with lots of fun costumes, and Scott had picked out Season 1 of Fraggle Rock.


8. Soren and Carl spent the night at my parents' rental house. I imagine that they stayed up late watching cartoons.  Brianna said they didn't get to bed until at least 11 pm.

I think he had a pretty good morning because when he woke up the next day, he wanted to do it again.
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