I can't believe I have a 5 year old. Its just strange. Patrick turned 5 on September 5th. I took some pictures of him the Sunday before.
The morning of his birthday I got up early and bought him some balloons and they were waiting outside his door. For breakfast I made him cinnamon roll pancakes which were really good but I probably won't make them again because there was soooo much sugar in them.
I told him that he could do what he wanted to and he wanted to go to Grandmas house and go to her park. I let him drive the golf cart (while he sat in my lap).
There are two playgrounds at the park and each one has a age range. We never follow it but he was actually part of the 5-12 playground crowd.
I asked Patrick what he wanted for lunch and he said Jack in the Box which is weird because we haven't eaten there for a while. I'm surprised he didn't ask for iHop which seems to be his favorite restaurant right now.
When we got home Jesús was waiting at the door and told Patrick he couldn't come in until he got all his 5 year old protective gear on. He said that when you turn 5 you get hurt a lot and you need to wear knee pads and elbow pads to protect yourself. He asked if Caleb had to do this too when he turned 5.
However it was all really because we got him a scooter. He was super happy. This was the only present he got his actual birthday because he was going to have a birthday party later.
Patrick wasn't sure where he wanted to eat dinner so Jesús told him about a place where you can eat peanuts and throw the shells on the floor. Still I'm surprised he didn't pick iHop.
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