We had some great birthday parties. My favorite one being his 14th, when we rented the giant jumping house and he and his friends held pretend wrestling matches. We had an announcer and fake wrestling contracts for everyone to sign. I even got in a match with my friend, Tara. And it was so hot, and those kids were thirsty! I remember picking up coke cans for days afterwards.
This year Mother was in town so she spoiled him with a big country style dinner and of course, her speciality, a 12-layer Chocolate Cake and homemade Milky-Way Ice-Cream.
Here he is with his first best friend. His Moma Catty. Yes, he made up her name. She was always his favorire person to play with. He also called me Mommy until a couple of years ago, now I am Mah. Being the first born you get to make up all the names. Cool. May this year be one of the best ever to you. Your Mah loves you very much!