Caleb has been growing. It happens so gradually that I hardly notice until his pant legs no longer cover his ankles, I have to raise my hand higher to ruffle his hair. He's nine now. Wow. I love this boy with all my heart. Love his quirks, his intelligence, his sense of right. I love his shy smile. His helpfulness, his determination. Even if he does develop a little attitude when it comes to having his picture taken.
Here he is eating crepes, his favorite breakfast.
Here he is blowing candles out on his actual birthday.
Here are some pictures from his birthday party.
These cake pops are now adorning my thighs. They are so good!
Tug of war!
Here's Dallin eating a cookie on a string. He's climbed on the column in order to reach it better.
Caleb's favorite game was Capture the Flag, which got a little intense when Mitch joined in.
Water balloons, then squirt guns. One boy said, "Now this is what I call fun!"
After blowing out candles on the cake.
Those boys had a ton of energy, and they had a great time. Happy birthday, Caleb!
2 comments:
What a fun party. I just looked at a recipe for cake pops and I thought they looked so fun. I guess there is a lady that wrote a whole book about them. :)
Thank you, Katja for your comment. I had a lot of fun making the cake pops. In fact, I spent some time perusing the cake pop lady's blog, bakerella.com, before venturing to make them. Mmmmm, they're good.
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