It's hard to believe that my baby is five years old, but it's true. We celebrated with a Power Rangers birthday party in our backyard. Originally we had planned a Monsters Inc. party, but Luke changed his mind and I learned a valuable lesson about planning things too early.
The party was a great mix of our family and a very few close friends, and Uncle Johnny was nice enough to be Tornado Sensai Ranger and teach the kids some Power Ranger moves. Luke had decided on games instead of a jumper, which I thought was a great idea, and made the party more retro. We put dinosaurs inside some Easter eggs, and the boys hunted for Dino Thunder eggs. We played pass the Power Ranger (hot potato), Pin the Power on the Ranger, and a freeze dance game which utilized their new Ninja moves. What I hadn't anticipated was all the crying that would happen when kids didn't win. The birthday boy didn't cry, of course, and he seemed to really enjoy the games. Still, I felt bad? strange? worried? that I had made, or rather losing had made, so many kids cry at Luke's birthday party. Really, it was similar to a scene you might see in a movie... all fun and games, literally, until WHAMMO! The losing starts... and the bawling begins. The good news is that all the kids got back on the horse for the next game after admitting defeat... albeit to a similar reaction upon losing again.... and round she went.
Instead of a cake, we all enjoyed some sugar free Popsicles served on a Power Ranger Popsicle platter. Earlier in the week Luke and I had experimented with a rhubarb cheesecake- not a success- but the Popsicles were heavenly on this hot day! And the pinata was also full of treats, which Luke eagerly personally stuffed a few days before the party, after carefully hand selecting the goodies at CVS and the 99 Cent Store.
Luke had a great time playing with his cousins and friends, opening his gifts, playing the games, hitting the pinata, and becoming five years old. He's already starting to plan his next birthday: water bouncer, no games..hahaha.
As for me, I'm trying hard not to blink, for I fear if I do, he'll be graduating high school.
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Owen is an extremely passionate kid and gives his all in everything he does. That sometimes means that his emotions get the best of him. I've seen him cry after losing and cry after setting unreasonably high goals for himself and then not being able to reach them. It saddens me a bit to see him being so hard on himself, but I wouldn't change his passion for life and desire to excel for anything. For Owen, he cries because he cares, not because he is unable to admit defeat.
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