Of my birthdays (and I have several to choose from...61 to be exact), I liked my fourth, fifth, and sixth. For my fourth birthday, I received a doll that I named Linda after my best friend at the time. For my fifth birthday, my parents gave me this cool cowgirl outfit. And for my sixth birthday, my parents bought me what I always wanted a plastic six-shooter so that I could be a real cowgirl just like Annie Oakley.
Birthdays seem to be magical times for young children of preschool age. Something curious that I noticed about my own sons. Each son mentioned his upcoming fifth birthday starting the day after his fourth birthday until the day that he turned five. My theory is that when a child turns four, he or she has vivid memories of the third birthday. On the day of the fourth birthday, the little darling realizes that these birthdays come every year and that presents, good food, fun, and festivities always are a part of the celebration. I loved the simple parties we had for the boy's birthdays. For each son's fifth birthday party, I made a cake of their choice, cooked sloppy joes, and invited a few childhood friends. For party favors, the children received a box of crayons in a brown paper bag. The first activity was decorating the bag with the crayons. Other than eating, we played a few simple games, and everyone was happy.
I hope that you have many birthdays and that they are all happy. You can find out about other best birthdays at Dungarees Ablaze .