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Thursday, May 22, 2014

Corbin is FIVE!


Corbin's birthday kicked off with a song in Primary on Sunday. Look at that adorable cupcake child. 

He woke up to a balloons and streamers over his door. I was a little worried they'd freak him out but he loved them! 

I "cooked" a fancy Birthday Breakfast. 
 Soren inhaled his own donut then quickly reached for Corbin's. Sweet big brother had only taken one bite and surrendered his special treat over to baby. What a nice brother. Soren was delighted and ate Corbin's donut as quickly as the first.  I bought Corbin a new donut and this was Soren's response over the injustice. 


Halfway through that donut, Corbin caved and handed it over to baby, who dove in fave first.  It was a funny sight and I love that Corbin was as humored as I was and my mother heart was pleased by Corbin's eagerness to share. 

Corbin requested a birthday party with his pals at the zoo. 
The closest zoo is in Tulsa. Dilemma. 

I bought a too-expensive-but-totally-worth-it boquet of wild animal balloons and delivered them to Corbin at his parents day picnic. The look on his face was priceless. He was the birthday king and he knew it. We plan to hit the Wild Wilderness Drive Thru Safari with a friend or two this weekend. Ta-da! Zoo party. 


Aaron has been out of town all week and I would be straight up lying if I said it's been easy. I married well and I know it. School activities are in warp speed right now and every morning there is somehow a mini crisis as one of the children remembers they need a costume for something and someone has a field trip and Corbin needs 2 dozen cupcakes for his class friday because his teacher was planning on his birthday covering snacktime butbthey moved it to Friday so it wouldn't overlap with the parent picnic on Wednesday (his actual bday) and it's also carreer week and its just sort of been an overload of ridiculous scrambling to find the missing library book and funny hats or Sunglasses for the furst grade ABC end of school countdown and by-the-way Reese needs a spider costume for the wax museum next week and both girls need mom volunteers for fun and field days and the blowing springs picnics and the book fair warehouse sale is this week and the boys have well visits and shots today and ward conference is Sunday and visits are tonight and my VT's come at noon when I get back from the dr with the boys and we have piano from 3-4 and Aaron gets back in town late this afternoon but needs to go to a store reset tonight from 8pm until 1am but I will be at ward conference visits so we need to find a sitter to come between when he needs to leave and when I get home and is this all one sentence yes yes it is. 

Breathe. 

Thank goodness for these wonderful children who for an entire day stopped caring about everything else on the agenda and just focused on their cute brother's birthday. It was the only thing of real importance to anyone. Yesterday was a day to breathe. 

Dinnertime rolled around and I looked at the kids in the middle of their imaginary playtime and decided that ordinary is overrated. I got in the van and we totally went to Frozen Tung and had shaved ice for dinner. Who needs nutrition? 

When we got home, a few helped themselves to yogurt or instant oatmeal and I made a bean burrito for another and no one complained a bit. 
It was certainly a birthday dinner to remember! 

Dearest Corbin. You really rocked my mother world. You came to me 100% you and you changed my life. I love being your mother and I love life so much more with you in it. Like a remote control that adjusts volume, you crank up the laughter and excitement everywhere you go and amplify all of the good and simple things to be experienced in life. If I could freeze time, I would do it now, because I am completely smitten by 5 year old you. The day we put the rest of life on hold so we could spend it celebrating you was one of the best days ever. Happy Birthday, Corbin. You are a special spirit and one of my best little friends. 





1 comment:

Clandestine Road said...

This is the sweetest. I cannot believe he is five. I was reading this and thinking that he couldn't be over three. I remember reading (like yesterday?) he was born and you guys called him Cheeto from his jaundice.

You are such a great mother, intentional and loving. The birthday dinner sounded perfect.

Happy birthday, Corbin!