7!

My baby is 7.  I'm both sad and thrilled.

He's just thrilled.

When your birthday falls on Shrove Tuesday, it makes for an interesting birthday dinner.  Pancakes and ice cream cake!

 One of the 2 gifts that he begged for was a Rubik's cube.  He received it in the morning, and then played with it all day.  By dinner he was consistently able to solve 1 side over and over.  We'll see how long it takes him to figure out the rest!

The other gift he had begged for was a drone.  He got that, too.

 Finally, his big surprise present at the end of the day was.... a new mattress.

 For years he's been complaining about how uncomfortable his mattress was.  We ignored him for a long time, but finally decided it was time to get him a new one.

 When we were switching out the old one last night, I noticed the name "Merritt Hutchison" labeled on it.  (This was Pete's grandfather.)  He died in 1982..... So, I guess the mattress was REALLY old!  Ooops!  Sorry Milo...

But at least he now has a nice new one.... if the springs haven't been broken yet.

We love our lively, opinionated, happy, affectionate, creative, clever, insightful little 7-year-old.  We pray the Lord blesses him greatly in this next year!