Birthday boys

Both my boys turned one year older this past week. Mr N is now a round 10 years old, and Monkeyman a full three. I simply cannot believe my baby isn't a baby anymore. Sad, but true. He is such a sweetie pie. Extremely intuitive, his language skills astound me, his nature is so smooth and calm and collected. I'm really in awe of the person he is turning into. And Mr N...my firstborn. I remember the day he was born as if it really were only yesterday. He has come such a long way already. From the shy little boy who couldn't communicate, to this clever, amazing young boy he is today. His sharp wit, his sense of humour, his quick understanding, his gentle nature. I'm really excited to see what he does with his life. I'm sure it is going to be great!

So here they are, my two birthday boys:

Monkeyman (3) and Mr N (10)

We held a little party with friends on Friday afternoon. It was for both boys, but mostly for Mr N. So he got to choose the cake. He wanted a Ben 10 party, so we made the Ben 10 omnitrix watch. Well, our version of it...:) Mr N loved it!

Ben 10 Omnitrix watch cake

With little Ben 10 packets for the children:




Just look at this cutie pie. He had too much strawberry cooldrink, that's where the red lips comes from:


Monkeyman being funny

 Yummy mommy, this cake with black icing is delicious!

Eating some birthday cake

On Sunday, we invited all the family to celebrate the boys' birthdays with us. Again it was for both boys, but this time Monkeyman got to choose the cake (well, we decided he's so in love with our new Mazda, so we made him a Mazda cake...:) )

Monkeyman trying to help decorate his birthday cake

Dad and grandad worked very hard (but enjoyed every minute!) on the little car, even putting up side mirrors, LOL:

That's it, a little Mazda replica!

Look Mommy, some gifts!

Monkeyman loving all his gifts

Oooohhh, this one seems heavy!



Monkeyman absolutely loved blowing the candles, and poor Mr N had a hard time blowing 10 of them, especially as they re-ignited each time he blew on them...hahahaha:

Blowing out candles

Careful!

Fire!!!

Mr N absolutely loved this gift of his!

Action-figure-loving Mr N

When we handed out Monkeyman's birthday gifts, the camera battery died. So I took them outside to take his mind off opening the gifts until the battery was charged:

Playing games outside with my three gorgeous kids

Once the batteries were charged, Monkeyman was free to open his gifts:

Monkeyman loves his remote control car

Look Mommy, it's a "hamster gaatjie!" (translating into hamster hole). We got a dwarf hamster last year, with a little house. The door opening of the house had the same shape as a pool table's corner nets. So when Monkeyman saw a pool table, he labelled it "hamster gaatjie" because it looks exactly like the hamster's door opening...LOL.

Monkeyman getting his own mini pool table

Table all set and ready to go! Monkeyman trying it out:

Look big brother, I'm playing pool!



Common little ball, in the hole you go.


We've since lowered the table a bit, so that he finds it easier to play. He's really loving his gifts. As is his big brother. Though we're still awaiting a game we ordered for Mr N that was supposed to arrive the day before his birthday! But, it still hasn't. Not that he would've had much play time, being in the midst of exams. Well, more like tests, but still counting for his yearmark. And shame, yesterday after recorder practice he went straight to bed, vomitted and slept. Poor thing was ill with a stomach bug. And we couldn't do ANY studying! I'm really a bit worried, because he's writing his next paper on Thursday (tomorrow).

A bit of an update on Boeboe. My husband decided a man may have more authority and phoned the neurosurgeon's office himself. Alas, they told him to be patient, and that the doctor first wants to speak to the previous neurosurgeon again, before phoning us. Sigh. So, we're STILL waiting. I don't really know what for! Though, I've accepted that the operation is NOT going to take place during this term. So I'm setting my hopes on April. We have made an appointment with the neurosurgeon for next week, so I'm hoping we'll get some answers then. In the meantime, Boeboe's doing absolutely great. She's happy, contend, calm, not blowing her top over every little thing and throwing so much less tantrums! And all of it due to the nappies. The psychologist said it's because it was this huge thing in her life (getting the accidents) and now, suddenly, it's small. Insignificant. Wow. It breaks my heart to realise how difficult things have been for her. But I'm also very relieved that she's now the happy, contend little girl that she is supposed to be.