But we had a little party tonight as

a/ Daddy doesn't like to wait when he's bought presents

and

b/ we're planning to spend his birthday with auntie, uncle and the cousins tomorrow on his actual birthday and didn't want to bring along his presents and then forget them there...

Si was oh so patient today as everyone got a chance to go out shopping, as he was asked to wait in the basement as things got lugged in, as children whispered and ran to my room to wrap little packages...

That's the kind of boy he is.  We played the longest game of Settlers of Catan (me and my two big boys!), and FINALLY it ended and we could have dinner, and then... presents!

We sat Si on the couch and started presenting the presents one at a time, but apparently there was a miscommunication.  Ulysses plopped down next to him and started ripping open "his" present.  "I got a Bwan!  New!  BOOOOOK!"  he bellowed, as he saw Waldo's cute little stripey shirt...

"I am openin' it for SILAS..." he assured us with his wounded pride.  "It is for mmmmmmmm... Silas."  "Where's MY Present!"...

Anyway, Silas was very pleased with all his treats (including his babybel cheese and his "cheese sampler in the round", which was one of the things he asked for.  "Bring me a selection of your finest meats and cheeses!" - he could be a medieval king...)

We could not find a whoopie cushion, which was disappointing, but he loved the punching bag T bought him, and especially his little red gloves that fit him perfectly...  I foresee a lot of boxing practice coming down the pike... T has hung the bag down  in our home gym already...

Hard to believe Si is already nine...