Fantastic Four

 Yesterday Cameron turned four.  I find it hard to believe that he has only been in our family for four short years.  But what a great four years they've been.

Unfortunately for Cameron, I had a baby four weeks ago and a birthday part was just about the last thing on my list of priorities at the moment.  Right above showering daily.  (Furgetaboutit.)

 Usually I do a fun little birthday post, but again, baby 4 weeks ago.

So, here are the 4 things I want Cameron to remember about his 4th Birthday.

 #1: For your "party", we took you and your best friends (Olivia, Abby, and Grace) to Chuck-E-Cheese's.  It was the best I could do.  And the best idea I've ever had.  You were one happy little four year old dude. 

Holy. Success.

 #2: For your birthday weekend, we celebrated with a BYU football game at Grandma and Grandpa Great's house, then a trip to Seal Beach where you almost got swept out to sea while I was nursing your sister, then a visit to Grandma and Grandpa Campbell's, and then a BYU women's soccer game.

Par-tay.

 #3: I want you to remember, most of all, that you were surrounded by love on your 4th birthday.  Your sweet Grandma Campbell wanted so badly to get you a present that she walked by herself from her Care Center to Rite Aid to pick out a superhero puzzle and a little stuffed dog.  (Which you named Captain America and you sleep with every night.)

 #4: At church, I sent your dad a text about how I felt so bad that it was your birthday and I had to be at church for 5 hours, I didn't have a cake for you, and I hadn't had time to do a single thing to celebrate you on your birthday.  When we walked in the door from church, we discovered that Dad had gotten home early from a weekend trip, cleaned the whole house (it was baaaaad), decorated, bought you some presents, and set up a hidden camera to record your reaction.  (Which was absolutely priceless.)

You, my dear, are one lucky, loved, little four year old.

Happy Birthday.