Mac: Mom! You've got cookie sugar! What are you doing with cookie sugar!??! Are we making cookies??
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Mac has some serious confusion on cupcakes and pancakes. Since his birthday he keeps pretending to be making pancakes. "Mom, I'm making pancakes for you!"
I suspected that he meant cupcakes, so today I asked him, "Are you making pancakes or cupcakes?"
"Pancakes."
"Did you eat a pancake on your birthday or a cupcake on your birthday?"
"I had a pancake on my birthday with candles in it."
Hmm.
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Mac likes to sing the son "God our Father" for the blessing. It's so cute--he sings it like this:
Gawd are Fah-der,
Gawd are Fah-der,
We dank you,
We dank you,
For our men-y BLESS-wings,
For our men-y BLESS-wings,
Ah-Ah-men
Ah-Ah-men.
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The day of Mac's birthday party, he couldn't wait to have his cupcake. He repeatedly asked me throughout the day when he would get his cupcake. I told him again and again, "Wait for your party."
When guests began to arrive for his party, he began to get really excited about eating his cupcake. He kept asking me when it would be time. I answered that as soon as everyone arrived, we'd give him his cupcake.
We'd planned to sing to Mac first so he would not be antsy about having to wait for his cupcake while we sang to Arden. When everyone was ready, I told Mac it was finally time for his cupcake! I expected him to dash to the table in happy expectation. Instead, he flat-out ignored me.
"Mac, I said it's time for cake! Aren't you excited?"
"Mom, please give Arden her cake first!"
"Are you sure?"
"Please do Arden first."
So, we sang to Arden first. Then when it was Mac's turn, he reluctantly sat in his seat. I brought out the cupcake with three candles. Everyone began to sing. Mac's eyes began to fill with tears.
So, we sang to Arden first. Then when it was Mac's turn, he reluctantly sat in his seat. I brought out the cupcake with three candles. Everyone began to sing. Mac's eyes began to fill with tears.
As the song went on, Mac became more and more visibly upset. His eyes were full of tears. His lips were quivering. He looked completely overwhelmed. I tried to comfort him and then helped him blow out his candles and gave him a big hug.
After that, he happily ate his cupcake.
Since then, he keeps telling me, "Mom, at my birthday, I don't like it when people sing. Please don't let people sing to me. Everyone was looking at me."
Apparently his Sunday School class sang to him as well--and he keeps telling me how much he didn't like that either.
So, we'll see if he changes his mind before he turns 4. But next year's party might involve only singing to Arden. And that's okay : )
