The Captain's birthday was on a Sunday this year, just like his actual birth day. There were lots of flashbacks, believe me.
He wanted a party, and I didn't want a hassle, so we compromised by inviting his school and church friends to the park on Saturday. The weather was nice enough to cooperate with us.
We ate cake and snacks in the pavilion.
A Lego cake, of course.
All his friends sat at one table . . .
And he sat alone at another.
Instead of goodie bags, we had a piƱata.
These days they just have strings for you to pull instead of punching everyone's lights out with a stick. Smart.
There was much grabbing and everyone got plenty of candy.
Then everyone played at the park as long as they wanted. Totally the easiest birthday I've done in awhile.
Saturday night was Women's Conference and afterwards the Stake had a snack of mini pancakes, Nutella, strawberries and whipping cream. They had plenty, so I brought some home with me. It made the perfect birthday breakfast.
Because I'm mean, I made The Captain wait until Sunday after church to open all his presents, including his party ones.
We have some generous friends, so he got some great stuff. We gave him a guitar to help him with his musical education.
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| Learning with Daddy |
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| Rocking out |
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| He also got a sleeve tattoo for his birthday. It went great with the rock star look. |































































