Gimme Five!

Superheroes and a super birthday

It’s birthday time again, and this time I’m famous five! As if that wasn’t special enough, this birthday even came with a party! A proper one with dressing up and all my friends.

I really must be super, because this birthday was filled with Superheroes – in presents, cake and the party theme.

Of all the superheroes, Spiderman was the one who appeared the most – in two toys, a mask and on the cake. But if you check out the big pile of presents in the photo, you can see I got lots of other cool things too.

I’m loving playing my new ‘Guess Who?’ board game – carefully studying the little pictures to check if they have red hair or glasses, then flipping them over (and sometimes flipping them back if I got too carried away) – even if I can’t read the people’s names yet. But then that’s what school will be for.

I’ll be getting creative over winter with all my new activity books – stickers, painting and puzzles. With plenty of dinosaurs too! These ought to help fill in those weekend afternoons if I can get Mummy and Daddy to help me with them.

I’d invited all my friends to my birthday party at a place called Party Kingdom. There were about 10 kids there altogether, though it could have been a lot more since I hadn’t quite understood that only friends who got a paper invitation were actually invited. I was busy telling other kids at daycare that they were invited too.

Luckily they (or their Mum and Dad) obviously didn’t believe it. The cake would never have been big enough for that many people.

Mummy had booked a special party room, which was covered with cool superhero decorations. When we weren’t all racing about in the play area, we sat around the big table in the middle, perfect for laying out all the food and cake. See if you can spot me in the photo - you'd have to be blind as a bat not to!

Another great birthday and another yummy cake from Mummy. But if I've just turned five, that means school must be starting tomorrow. Uh oh...

His-story in the Making

My Four-Year Daycare Journey

Now that I've only got a few days left at daycare before I graduate and start school, I've been starting to think about my time here. So much has happened in this four-year journey.

In the beginning... At first I really didn't want Mummy to leave me there. I'd cry and cry until she eventually left to go to work, then I'd immediately cheer up, eat something and play with toys.

It was at daycare that I first practiced walking - taking tiny steps around furniture while holding on with both hands. I also found some favourite things to play with, like a colourful keyboard that I could bash away on like one of the people in Daddy's noisy music videos.

Settling in... It didn't take long before I was making friends and feeling more comfortable. When I was three, one of my favourite teachers brought in some turtles and Eddie the blue tongue lizard for us to watch and pat.

They also unwisely let us all loose with water balloons to fill up from a hose and smash on the ground to explode with water everywhere. Except that I was much more keen on looking after my water balloon rather than breaking it.

Master of the universe... By four I was just about king of the castle. I was having a great time making cars, buildings and all sorts of things in the construction area.

And I'd play with my friend Damiyn in the big outdoor area - scooping out roads and building volcanoes in the sandpit. Before taking all the sand home with me to scatter over the carpet.

But what's next? When I turn five there's suddenly no more daycare, and it really is time to graduate into one of the big boys. Luckily through all my adventures in growing up at daycare, I'm certainly graduating from cool to school.