My youngest boy turned 4 today. We had a simple celebration at home. No fancy party or favorite mascot. We ate his favorite food: sweet and spicy spaghetti, fried chicken and chocolate cake with the colorful swirls. He wanted a few colorful balloons. He also wanted party hats for his brother and sister. That was it. He was happy. We were all happy, too.
He loves Thomas and Friends (remember the talking trains?) but his favorite is Henry. We’ve been searching for Henry for more than a year now. We’ve checked out almost every major store in the metropolis but have found no sign of Henry. I am hoping and praying we’ll find him soon. He wanted a Henry train for his birthday but he was happy enough with the little race-track we gave him.
Happy birthday to my little boy. We love you very very much.