Gabe Turns 6

 Around here, 6 is a magical number.  When you turn 6, you don't have to nap at Wammyville!  Gabe has been counting down the days.  Now, mind you, there might be a day when naps will be needed because of a good case of the grumpies.

Today was that first magical day.  He spent it trying to catch birds.  A bird, any bird that would fly into his trap.  He sat still and quiet for hours.

He got hot, and we decided that maybe he should sit quietly in the shade.  So he got a handful of birdseed and stood with outstretched arms and waited, and waited, and waited...still no bird to be caught.  I will be interested to see what he does on Monday.

We usually celebrate birthdays after Ava gets off the bus.  So the birthday person has to wait all day long.  Sometimes it is very heard.  I make a crown for the birthday person to wear.  I asked what kind of crown he wanted.  I will need to remind myself next birthday to just ask what color.  Gabe wanted the planets.

Everyone is so excited!

It was a great celebration with cake, cookies, and apple juice.

Happy birthday, big 6-year-old!