My "baby" is four

Benjamin turned 4, at the end of last month, we had a great day in the garden with a lot of great food and a lot of chocolate(-pirate-)cake.

"maybe it is a little bit dangerous?"

The closest thing to a smile

The cake - Ahoy Matey

A post from the birthday boy (if he could write):

Turning four changes a lot, it definitely makes you feel a lot bigger. You only wants to take showers, sitting down in the tub is for babys. You will no longer have the use for a smaller fork og spoon, the grown up kind is much better, even if you spill a little. If you feet is in the way, it is because the have grown over night. You will say, to you grandmother, something (that will probably come back and bite you later on) like that you will never misbehave again, because big boys don't do that.

You WILL remember that your mother told you 6 month ago that you had to be four to play at IKEAs "Småland" (supervised playground - while parents are shopping) and you WILL know that she is lying when she now tells you that you have to be five, and therefor you WILL make the rest of the trip through IKEA a living hell for your parents.

But you won't be to big a boy to tell your mommy that you love her almost everyday and you will always know that she loves you too!

We put up wallpaper on one of Benjamins walls today, it looks really cute, no photos yet, coming soon.

This picture (from his birthday) is a good before-shot, please don't notice all the mess, the room is actually not much bigger than what you see, the picture is shot from the door, so a little toys look like a lot. I have been trying to convince him to put away the big Pooh and Tigger, but he is not liking the idea.

This is the wallpaper we put up.

...now we just have to get rid of the Mickey lamp... (I think he is ok with that...)