Who's My Favorite Tateroo....

So my little Tate turned 4. Can you believe it?! He is getting so old. (I say old and not big because he has not ever been what you would consider BIG.) I tried bribing him and cajoling him to stay 3 but he insisted he turn 4. We did finally come to an agreement though...
He must:
1. Still cuddle me every day
2. Give me all the kisses I want
3. Stay the nice, sweet, considerate boy he has always been
If he meets these three steep criteria then (and only then) can he turn 4.
His reply was "Yeah, yeah sure mom" (in his very sweetest voice)

I am not looking forward to the upcoming sassiness that inevitably follows the milestone of the 4th birthday.

So as Sorensen family tradition goes there was a week of celebration for the great Tate.

Tate, Grey and I built a robot and his pet giraffe....

Zoe and Tate celebrated their sibling connection...

Zoe made Tate a fabulous birthday card...

Tate helped daddy work out...(very generous of him don't you think?)

Tate insisted on having Trophy cupcakes for his party and I did not argue since I am completely addicted to them. Kenzie (Tate's best friend (next to me)) came along for the company.

We stopped at Bellesquare to play...

So here is my best effort at making cupcakes into a Cars race track. (Good thing he is only 3 right?)

Then we went to the Bouncy Place with some friends to burn off the calories from the cupcakes.

See it works!

On the actual big day Tate got to go to soccer practice with his dad where a swarm of older girls tried to get his attention.

Not bad for a 4th birthday!