So I sat down to write this blog post about Otto turning four and I realized, crap, Otto is not turning four, he is six. Mette turned four a few weeks ago. And I turn 32 last week! how could this be???
Ever since Mette started preschool this past fall I feel like I should have so much free time. Three mornings a week to do whatever I want. I thought “I will have more time to blog, in fact, I’ll blog all the time.” I have already talked about it a few times before as to why I haven’t got had any time, so I won’t bore you now. Somehow having one kid in kindergarten and another in preschool has given me far less time than I could ever imagine.
Still this year, somehow the children have managed to have birthdays, despite me not allowing them. Mette is finally 4! I still can’t get over it. But even more than that, Otto is six. Tall, lanky, smart, learning to read – six.
When we were living in London last year the thing Otto wanted more than anything else for his birthday was a party. A party complete with friends on the other side of a very large ocean. We couldn’t do that but he somehow survived with a few Buchnell students, a cake, and a few friends locally we had in London, but major promises were made for parties to be held this year for his sixth birthday. Let me tell you, that boy can plan a party
The hardest thing with Otto is getting him toagree to a theme or an idea and not change his mind every five days. It’s the same for Halloween costumes. He picks out a new Halloween costume almost every day of the year. At some point I have to say “no more changing your mind were settling on this. ” It’s the same with this party, no more changing your mind, we are settling on this.
We settled on a movie theme. When you’re inviting multiple six year olds to your house for party, things that can hold their attention are a good idea. We decided to set up the third floor as a screening room complete with video projection, comfy chairs to lounge on, adorable little popcorn containers and popcorn snacks. Of course there was a Tatooine cake to share as well. Otto graciously allowed me to decorate with Lego figures which is good because my fondant skills are not up to the task of making tiny little people with the detail he has in mind! Luke’s house on Tatooine does not make for a very appetizing looking cake hence the few pictures here. It was however delicious and when you get down to it that’s all that really matters. There were sparkly candles for him to blow out and plenty of sugar to ramp the children up before we asked them to sit still to watch a movie
The kids actually did amazingly well and while completely exhausting to host 6,7,8,9 I can’t even remember how many kids were here for a party it went remarkably well. All had a wonderful time, no one cried , and Otto was gracious and thanked everyone. They even seem to like the homemade Playdough I made as party favors and the Lego surprise packs were a big hit with all the kids, not just Otto.
Otto continues to amaze us every day. Somehow the small little person who burst into our lives full of screaming loud wakeless nights and attitude and desires for constant movement has settled into a loud full of sleepFULL nights, bursts of energy and excitement person who follows rules, looks for structure and longs to be the everyone’s friend.
Otto continues to love kindergarten, a fact I give most of the credit to the his wonderful teacher Mrs. Jamieson whom we all love. He enjoys going to school each day and genuinely seems to be enjoying learning.
He is still having difficulties with writing though I’m sure it will all work out in the end. In fact even in this past week he has shown great improvement. No longer are his letters flipped from left to right or top to bottom, they’ve begun to sit on the lines where they are supposed to and I can read everything he writes now. His reading improves every day and he seems to enjoy it. Both Eric and I remember fondly the joy associated with being able to read all on your own anything you see. This is joy is not lost on Otto. He reads cereal boxes, bags in the trash, street signs, store signs, magazines on the table, anything with words or letters- he’s putting them together asking questions. It’s exciting and invigorating. No longer do Eric and I have a way to spell secret things behind his back because he simply puts the letters together and reads them!
As springtime nears soccer season will start, outside playtime will begin, scooter riding, bike riding are all about to happen. He is so ready for all of that and the freedom it will bring him, and yet, he still likes to come into bed every morning and snuggled between Eric and I. One cute cuddly little boy whose legs now reached down to the end of my toes is still happiest snuggled up warm and happy with mommy, daddy, Blankey and alligator.
I am not looking to stop morning snuggles anytime soon!