Cason is FIVE!

This soccer playing fellow turned five on Sunday. 

 He'd been counting down the days for quite a while.  Saturday we had to go to Las Vegas, because Jess had to go to a meeting.  It started out as probably the most stressful day trip I've ever been a part of.  Ha.  The kids were tired from their sleepover with Alex and Faith the night before, and everyone was yelling all at the same time while we were rushing to find the Apple store and get my new phone in time to get Jess to his meeting.  We did eventually manage to get me a new phone(mine had been broken for almost two weeks), and got lunch. 

 

Then we dropped Jess off for his meeting and the kids and I went to Party City so Cason could find some stuff for the Iron Man party he wanted.  I got probably the grumpiest I ever have with the kids during the drive because everyone was fighting while I struggled to find my way through Vegas, (and navigation has NEVER been my thing).  I was so grumpy I made Cason(our sensitive one) cry.  The girls didn't care a bit that I was mad.  Well, Neely did, but she just got mad back.  Ha.  We eventually found what we needed, and went back for Jess.  After that, we took them to Chuck E. Cheese for the birthday boy.  By then, our day was much better.  Especially for the kids of course, who got to run around playing games for a couple of hours.  I mostly watched from a booth, one I could BARELY fit into.

 Cason was everywhere, I never even got a picture of him.  The only one I got of the girls is this one of them on a "ride", which they were enjoying even if it doesn't look like it at all.  Ha.

Then we ate and took Cason to Toys R Us for a birthday boy shopping spree.  He picked out some Iron Man and War Machine toys.

He had his party here at Grama's house the next day.  

While we prepared, Paige managed to blow up her first ever balloon.

 He loved it, and later told me it was "probably his best birthday ever." 

He was funny, blew the candles out the second we started singing "Happy Birthday" to him.  Later he told me "I just kinda forgot cuz I haven't been to any birthdays in a while."  Ha. 

He loved all his gifts, but was VERY stoic as he opened them, and would quietly say "thank you" while barely moving his mouth.  :)  He gets embarrassed by that stuff.  Guess we'll have to talk to him about smiling so people know he likes their gifts.  Ha.

Oh, I was also 34 weeks on his birthday.