My baby is seven.
And he wants to be just like his dad.
We had a small party for him yesterday. The boys walked up to the park for some football before lunch and cake. We were blessed with a beautifully mild January day. Both my winter boy birthday celebrations have been able to be outdoors this year.
The football cake my chef-in-training decorated himself!
Peter has wanted a catcher's mask for years. He is always finding creative ways to protect himself with the right gear as he plays with his constantly pitching brother. Here's how I found him a few days ago in the front yard.
Well, Mema and Grandpa sent the perfect gift.
I adore this kid.
He keeps us laughing.
Happy Birthday, Peter!