Liam’s Birthday

Funny how I thought I was suddenly going to catch up a little around here.  Funny how traveling and life and gardening and summer fabulousness just fills up your whole life.  Funny how it’s almost the end of July and I still have pictures from May that I wanted to remember.  Funny how even though I’ve crawled a long, long, long way up from the depression that wanted to consume me last summer after we moved, I still don’t have energy for the things I used to think were so much fun.  Well, that last one isn’t actually funny, but it’s a fact.

Liam turned five the end of May.  No grandparents or cousins or uncles or aunts which made him sad, but we celebrated with a fun little party all by ourselves.  I never do seem to get ahold of just how long it takes to do even simple decorations.  I think we finally ate around 7:00 and David reminded me that the boys would probably never miss the decorations.  They might not.  But I would!  I’m always amazed how much fun they are to do.  I just wish I’d learn to start earlier so I don’t run out of time.  Or at least start planning before the day of like I did this year.

Liam wanted garnachies for his birthday supper.  I’m pretty sure it’s both the favorite and messiest menu our family eats.  He loved the day all the way from waking up in the morning realizing it was his birthday to getting phone calls from cousins to going to the lake for awhile in the afternoon with friends to his birthday party in the evening.  The only sad spot was that he and Adam were messing around with a jump rope minutes before we ate and the rope caught him in the eye leaving him in agony for a few minutes and with a very red, sore eye for the first half of the evening.

I love the way Liam lives life with so much exuberance.  He wears all his emotions on the outside and it is so much fun to watch his gratitude and excitement.  These pictures describe him better than words.  His absolute pleasure at the words in his birthday card, his constantly itchy bug bites, and his utter delight with his gift of a semi. Unfortunately, the truck had broken parts before we even removed it from the box and had to be returned for something else.  Are there any manufacturers anywhere that make sturdy trucks?

And then, in an all boy end of party celebration, the balloons got lined up in a different tree to be shot down with Adam’s BB gun.

How we love you, sugar lump!

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