I’m Four!

Owen turned four yesterday. He had a wonderfully full day.

Because Kris and I had to go to a retreat in Bowling Green, Owen and Ivan were blessed to have Todd and Christina Spitters keep an eye on them overnight Friday night. Owen loves to be there and is close in age to their middle son, Luke. I had invited them to Owen’s birthday party as well but knew that with the drive and the chaos of two extra boys over the weekend it probably wouldn’t work out for them to come. Christina offered to throw Owen a little private party on Friday night so that her boys could wish him a Happy Birthday as well. She made cupcakes and they gave him a gift and he was ecstatic! When we picked them up on Saturday, his actual birthday, he was first to the door and announced proudly as the door opened, “I’m 4! I’m 4!”

We came home and put Ivan down for a nap while Owen watched Star Wars (episode 4) with his daddy. It was his first introduction to the movie so we were curious to see how he would like it. He enjoyed it but was a little unsure of what to think. A couple of times he would jump and say, “Oh, that scared me.”

Just as the movie was ending I started getting Aron ready to leave for our planned party for Owen. Because of the baby’s arrival and being so unsure of when that would be we were apprehensive about planning a formal party for Owen. We finally decided to use an outside location and Chick-Fil-A fit the bill. They provided everything except the cake and we had about 16 kids show up last night at 5:00 for Owen’s birthday party. His first reaction to a having a 2nd party in two days was to ask Kris if he was now 5. The Chick-Fil-A Cow visited and gave everyone hugs. Owen opened gifts and loved everything he got and everyone enjoyed cake, ice cream, chicken and more chicken. We brought chicken home too, along with a good bit of cake.

Owen has been rummaging through his gifts all afternoon. He truly enjoys each thing. Kris and I bought him something he has been asking for the past couple of months. A Titan’s football helmet and uniform. He looks so cute in that helmet. The uniform has been very important to him and he is sleeping in it as I type.

Today being Sunday it was his first day in the four year old class for church. He was a little intimidated when Kris dropped him off in the gym but soon recovered when he saw his friend Conner. The two of them have become pretty tight and coincidentally share October 6 as a birthday. Conner’s mom and I compared birth stories this time around as well. She delivered a tiny little boy on September 14 and of course Aron arrived 11 days later.

I love throwing party’s for Owen as his delight is so obvious. He really enjoys every bit of attention and every gift he is given with true joy. He lights up as he opens each gift. I’m grateful that he is not so overloaded with toys that he fails to appreciate new things. I admit there are many things he takes for granted but gifts are special to him.

A few pictures of his party:

3 thoughts on “I’m Four!”

  1. It was wonderful to see all three of your boys on Saturday. What handsome little fellows they are- each unique from the next, and a gift from the Lord. And they’re cute. 🙂

  2. I Googled my name and came across your blog again. I’m Glad to read Owen is doing well. It was a blessing to see he starts Sunday School for four year olds. I teach the 4-7 year old class at our local Calvary Chapel.

    A quick personal note:

    While I’ve also seen “Owen” as meaning “Well Born”, I’ve always laid claim to the “Young Warrior” meaning and feel it has spiritual relevance.

    Birthday Prayers and Blessings,

    -Owen

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