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Sam’s 5th Birthday Party – Firefighters!

IMG_6366Fireman Sam to the rescue!  All week, Sam had been talking about his Fire fighter party.  And all week, I worried that we wouldn’t pull it off.  I had spent the last two weeks trying to secure a visit to the Wynberg Fire Station for a demonstration.  But, even at the last minute, all was fine and they were expecting us when we arrived. 

And what a visit it was! I was very impressed with the friendly firefighters.  They did a great job of entertaining and informing our kids.

We were entertained by Mr Africa, who did a rope trick with the kids and had them laughing and giggling.  What fun!  We all enjoyed his fun-loving personality.  Mr Appel did the presentation for us. 

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Told us all about our emergency number 107 and a few other important bits of information.

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And had the kids rapt attention…

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Well, most of them…

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And the moms too…

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And he even showed us how quickly the firefighters have to dress in their firefighting suit – in under a minute!  He was quick.

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Then he led the kids out of the room under the "blanket of smoke" – they got to practise crawling as if the room was filled with real smoke.

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Next up?  A tour of the Fire Station.  The Watch Room …

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The recreation room…

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The fireman pole from the top…

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And then outside for a fire truck explanation.  The kids really enjoyed getting to touch some of the equipment and see the hoses…

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But best of all was the re-enactment of a real fire response… Firefighters came flying down the fire pole!

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The truck left with sirens blaring…

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They did a short loop around to the back again.  Out came the hoses and that big tower behind them was just about to be sprayed when … a real fire siren came on.  Really?!  Ah!  We missed the great big water spray.  But the guys had to go and do their job proper.

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But not before getting a big box of brownies baked by Kiera as a thank you. 

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And not before Fireman Appels gave Fireman Sam a firm manly handshake!

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Bye bye!  And off they went – sirens blaring.

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We all headed home after that for some party food and fun.

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And a game of water balloon fun!

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We had to practise passing our "water buckets" in an event of a fire with no hose available.  Lots of fun with bursting water balloons was had…

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Next up – spray that fire with a hose!  Earlier that day, my 4 kids and I made fire flames out of paper plates. 

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We lined up the fire flames and sprayed them down with the hose.  The aim was to spray the paper plate flames a couple of metres away from us. 

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The kids loved that!  Next time (if there is a next time!) I will a) get the kids to colour in with crayon and b) set the flames up one at a time for each child to spray, as after a couple of goes all the flames got wet and soggy – so not all the kids had the chance to spray down a dry flame. 

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Eventually it was cake time.  Craig had had two awful work weeks of late hours and unexpected flights.  He arrived home on Thursday night straight off a flight from Pretoria and straight to a cake to decorate.  This time I baked the cake and Craig did the decor.  Sam FD – Sam Fire Department. 

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And one excited boy couldn’t wait to blow out his 5 candles…

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Eventually it was time to unwrap pressies – Sam loved his gifts.  Thank you all!

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His party was loads of fun and he was so happy.  What a joy to see his smiling little face! Our party ended with a quick tidy, shower and change.  The reigns of childcare were handed over to our very capable sitter Luke as Craig and I headed to a wonderful celebration of my special aunt’s birthday and 1 year anniversary of being cancer free.  Praise God!  It was a lovely evening of celebration and joy.

Being 5 – Sam’s birthday

Here is one little boy who has spent the entire year longing for his birthday.  His comes last in the family’s long list of birthdays.  Each time a sibling celebrates, he asks with great hope, "When is it going to be my birthday?"

Well, finally the day arrived and he was very excited.  Excited to be "asleep" while the rest of the family did the march-and-sing happy birthday thing. 

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Excited to have a special breakfast.  Excited to open pressies. 

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Excited to see friends (and ask where his presents were!). 

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Excited for his birthday supper and his special plate. 

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Excited that granny and grandpa visited and joined us for supper – yes, that would be another hotdog birthday supper choice from a Hayes child.  This time I added some salad and cole slaw for some more healthy choices too.

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Excited for all his birthday calls, including the after supper call from his favourite girl in the whole world, Jem Jem:

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Excited, excited, excited!  Even having his birthday breakfast with dad postponed to the next week did not dampen his spirits.  After all, it just means prolonged birthday fun and a visit to Dad’s office, which is what he has really been wanting for a long, long time. 

Going to bed was not easy given that he was just SO excited to be five.  But sleep he did and woke up the next morning pleased as punch to be 5! 

Sam is 5!

Five years ago, I headed off to coffee morning feeling huge and heavy.  I was almost 40 weeks pregnant, so I guess that was par for the course.  But, since my girls were late by 9 and 3 days, I figured I still had time.  Besides, I had book club that night and I didn’t want to miss it.  Ha!  Like Katie, two years prior, we had to cancel our evening plans, because this little tyke decided to make his way into the world on my book club night.  I did manage to squeeze in a pedicure and manicure that afternoon though.  My mom had treated me to such unusual-for-me spoilings and I was only getting around to redeeming it then.  The poor therapist was terrified that I’d have the baby on her bed, especially when the "braxton hicks" contractions started coming a little more seriously while I was lying there.  The result was a beautiful pedicure, but a shaky manicure!  By the time I got home, I figured that labour was probably going to happen that night.  Sure enough it did.  By 8 I was at the hospital.  By 9:45 I was in full blown labour and telling my midwife that if this baby didn’t come by 10pm I was calling for the HARD DRUGS!  And then telling God that He had better be listening.  Well, God got the last word – Sam arrived 7 minutes after 10pm, in time for me to message my book club with "It’s a boy!" before everyone had gone home. 

Those first hours of looking down on this gorgeous boy and his thatch of thick black hair were too precious.  My first son.  I felt such love for this boy and continue to do so til this day. 

This boy is full of fun and mischief.  He loves to tease.  With each year, his teasing is more refined and hits its target more accurately.  Much to the sometimes-delight / sometimes-disgust of his sisters.  He can tease with such a straight face that one has to look quite hard at his eyes to see the twinkle of mischief that lurks beneath the "what? me?" mask of innocence.  But usually he breaks into giggles before too long. 

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His latest thing is to tell riddles.  The girls have FINALLY grown through that all-essential kiddy stage called "telling jokes that make no sense at all".  Sam, unfortunately has not.  And added to his repertoire are riddles and mind-twisters.  That make no sense in the least.  Like "there was a man and a dog in the forest.  The man was dead.  Why?  Because a storm came and killed him."  Okay.  Thanks for that Sam! 

But, perhaps there is light at the end of the tunnel, because today he came up with a joke all on his own that made sense!  And made us smile.  Want to know?  Here goes:  What is a horse’s favourite food?  Neigh-a-naise! (mayonnaise?  get it?)

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This year has seen so many huge steps towards accomplishment, growth and maturity. 

  • Sam said goodbye to his training wheels in a matter of minutes, thanks to his borrowed JD Bug that taught him balance. 
  • He is learning to swim – at the beginning of this year he would not even put his toe in the water if he thought you would take him with you.  Sit on the step, out of all human reach, maybe, but actually go with mom into the big pool, even with armbands AND a turtle?  Nosirree!  Forcing him equalled one terrified boy of rigor mortis likeness, arms tightly wrapped around mom’s asphyxiated neck, emitting blood-curdling screams. Now, thanks to Tandy’s gentle tuition, he loves swimming.  He can swim too!  He has one last step to go towards total confidence, which should happen before the year is over. 
  • His drawing skills have improved dramatically and he is now known to churn out intricate ship, truck and other machine designs, not to mention the obligatory gun here and there, despite my aversion to the things.  Speaking of guns – he has also developed a ‘talent’ for sounding exactly like a machine gun.  I have no idea how he does it so spitlessly, but does it, he does.  It’s impressive, I tell you.  Such talent wasted on gun noises!
  • He is learning to read.  He is well over halfway through 100 EZ lessons and is enjoying reading small words here and there. 
  • He says the sweetest prayers and shows the deepest concern for people from time to time.  It’s too precious for words. 

These things make me smile as I see my little boy slowly maturing into a big boy.  But, what makes me smile the most is his incredibly sweet nature.  Oh, he can be a hooligan like all boys.  He can have tantrums.  He has a scream on him that would give just about any scream-flik chick a run for her money.  And we hear it at least once a day for any given reason: brother klapped him; sister hurt his feelings; cockroach crawled near him….  You name it, we hear it.  But, he is so loving too.  Every single day he has a spontaneous moment of the "I love you, mom"s.  He will hunt me down, like a heat-seeking missile, just to give me a hug.  And it’s always accompanied with a fierce little, "I love you soooo much, mom."  I treasure those.  Deeply.  And at night, when we kiss him goodnight, he almost always insists on a koala bear hug (a la Jesse) and then he insists on kissing me, first one cheek, then the other, the forehead and then, the back of my neck.  It’s the essential spot, he thinks. 

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With all this love that he lavishes on his mom, you would think that he doesn’t have room in his life for other girls.  Well, think again.  Little Jemma Tubman has been his favourite person in the whole world for over a year now, and with each passing day his love and regard for her seems to grow deeper.  It’s too precious seeing how he takes care of her and loves her so.  They reckon they are going to marry each other one day.  For now, they say, they’re "just good friends" because "we don’t have to worry about boyfriends and girlfriends now" – guess how well their moms have been indoctrinating them?  But, while they are just good friends, they seldom are seen walking together without holding hands.  Long may that last – and stay just there, until wedding day, please kids!

Our sweet Sambo is 5!  He has been waiting for this day ALL year.  His birthday is the last one our little family celebrates in the year.  He waits so patiently for his birthday to arrive and asks every day if it’s his birthday soon.  Finally, it has arrived!  And we hope that he loves it so!

We love you Sammy!  Happy Birthday!   

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Young love

For as long as I can remember Sam has loved Jemma T. He switches out of rowdy nonsense boy mode and into sweet gentle loving boy mode around Jemma. This year their ‘young love’ has deepened.

Jem often talks about her ‘Sambo’ and that she loves him so. And Sam tells me, quite matter of factly, that he is going to marry Jemma one day.

They are the picture of sweetness – and if they ever do get married it’ll be a story of sweetness too!

This past week I managed to capture their sweet relationship on film. Enjoy this series and don’t forget to say ‘ahhhh!’ at all the cuteness of it!
Jemma and Sam after a wonderful afternoon at Kirstenbosch …

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“Oh the crowds! The heat! My poor feet! Oh Sambo, won’t you carry my bag for me?”

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“For you my Jemma, I’d carry the world…”
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“Uh, Sam? Are you sure we are going the right way? Did you check the map? I think we should stop and ask for directions…”
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Such sweetness! If we arranged marriages, this one would be a natural choice. We even love the in-laws!

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