My son's birthday party seemed like an extended celebration of his year five. To him, that age was almost more of a status symbol rather than an indicator of years spent roaming the earth. He proudly declares, I'm five years old!" to people who don't even ask while holding up a whole handful of fingers. Somehow he seems to think that with this cool new older boys status of "five", comes exemptions of following rules, couple with a new means of independence. He so badly wants to do what he wants, when he wants, and this age of five is just the magic passage way needed for that. It's always interesting to me when I see themes of childhood echoed in adulthood. We can all relate to this tension or wanting to do what we want and when we want. Sometimes that's not what's best for us. Sometimes what is best and right is what we don't really want to do. The difference here, is as parents, regardless of the fits our kids throw, we can guide them and facilitate what is best despite their desires. For example, watching multiple cartoons in a row before bed is not always the best choice for my little dude, though he would quickly tell you otherwise. I guess adult fits look a bit more discreet than that of children. :) Cue recent photos of my extremely displeased child now:
I like this about kids. You know where you stand with them. Caleb tells me he needs space from me. He tells me he doesn't like me because I am "creating jobs for him" to do (aka telling him to put his clothes on and brush his teeth for school).
The other day Caleb asked me about Jesus living in our hearts. That's a hard thing to grasp, even for me. I mean, how does that even work? Well, it means that he is with us. And it means that because of his sacrifice for us on that cross, we have the ability to have access to Christ; to God. Caleb said, "But what if I want space from God?" I thought that was an incredibly astute comment to make, and also something people of all ages can relate to. What if we want space from God when he might live inside us? In the mind of a child, how must that work? I told him that sometimes people want space and they take space, but that God is always there. And we can go back. We can return. Caleb replied saying, "Yeah, well sometimes I want space from you Mama. Maybe not God." That is perfectly alright, and perfectly fine and normal. We all need this sometimes. Such good thoughts with my big five year old.
To celebrate him, I threw him a How to Train Your Dragon birthday party. I had my usual tremendous help from his grandparents and from my friends. People tell me how it must be incredibly difficult to pull off what I do as a single mother and have no partner to tag team with. This is very true. However, I have a team I rally. They come together because of their love for our little family and for that boy of mine. We are incredibly lucky/blessed folk, my boy and I. Even now as I write this, I am sitting in LAX about to board a 14.5 hour flight to Taipei, Taiwan. And Caleb will be in the trusted hands of his grandparents and my best friends. Praise be to God for that. Praise be to God for them.
Caleb's party went well. I had dragon masks, a castle with a dragon bouncer, friends and food and treat bags with dragon gliders, and two pinatas. Also a blessing, was the friends from Caleb's class whose families stepped into help. One wonderful family whom we both like so much took Caleb the morning of the party so that I could set up and hold our spot. This mom met us at 8am at the park to pick Caleb up and help hold our spot. How beautiful it is to have random people in an extended community crop up to help. So beautiful indeed.
Here are some images from this wonder dragon 5 year old event:
4/16/15- I started this blog post before Taiwan and then had to catch my flight! I am here now and am posting it late because of it. It's also incomplete, I wanted to also talk about what we did the rest of Caleb's birthday weekend. Because I am pressed for time, I will briefly mention it here now:
After his party, we had Easter Sunday (no time for details on that! Maybe I can circle back in the future-but to recap, we did church and lunch with my dad and our own Resurrection Eggs lesson. C also had an egg hunt and family time with his nana and baby cousin and aunt and uncle and Pop.)
Monday was Caleb's birthday. The night before I had blown up five balloons and wrote something on each one about his turning five and put them in his room. I also decorated his door and the living room wall.
I took a half day off work and brought his class cupcakes and sat in their party. After that, all Caleb wanted to do was go home, order pizza, and watch a movie. And so we did.
Recap of his bday finally!
Sending love from Taiwan!