As soon as Jacob turned four he began asking, "When am I going to be four-and-a-half?" It's a big deal to kids to add that half a year. You don't hear adults say, "I'm 42 1/2." But to a child, it's important. Jake plays with a few neighbor kids who are all four. It's funny to listen to them talk about who's older.
For the past six months, I've had to count down until that long awaited milestone: four-and-a-half. You should have seen his excitement when I told him that he is indeed another half a year older. His eyes sparkled, his smile widened, and his feet danced with joy. He asked, "Do I look taller? I'm definitely taller."
Along with the pride of being older, comes added abilities. All day it's been, "Oh, I can do that. I'm four-and-a-half." He wasn't kidding. He made his own half-birthday cupcakes today. All by himself. He literally did everything except measure the ingredients. He even cracked the eggs! (Only had one tiny shell in the first one.) He washed the dishes too! He's helped me in the kitchen dozens of times, and watched hundreds. This was the first time I got to watch him.
My little boy is growing up so fast. I love seeing him learn new things and reach new goals. And now that he can obviously handle greater tasks, I'm thinking it's time for some new chores! Because after all, he's four-and-a-half!
Cracking an egg by himself for the first time.
The only piece of shell that fell in.
He loves using the mixer.
Doing what he does best: making a mess.
Not as neat as when Mommy does it!
He's a fast learner!
I'm not sure where more frosting ended up: the cupcakes or his face!
