My Favorite 8 Year Old

This is what our playroom looked like at 1:00am. Six 7 and 8 year olds laying in sleeping bags and playing our gamecube and their Nintendo DS's. This was the biggest birthday adventure Greg and I have had so far... We started the evening with our family coming over for a cookout and cupcakes. Jack got everything he wanted and more. We gave him a new "moto" style bike he had been wanting. He also got several lego sets he wanted and new games for his DS. He got a cool archaeologist set to play outside with. He is sure that he wants to be an Archaeologist when he grows up. He also got a set of matchbox cars that he gave to his baby brother because he has so many and Connor really wanted them.

After the family dinner all Jack's friends showed up. While Daddy cooked the dogs they bounced and bounced and bounced. That is my child completely out of control in mid air.
Here is the tent that they were suppose to sleep in that night! It didn't happen for several reasons. I am the one who decided not to put them outside. It was really humid and hot and I was afraid we would never get them to sleep.
After playing outside and eating our campin' cookout we headed in to have cupcakes with worms on top! Then he opened more fun gifts. After that Daddy asked them if they wanted to go to the High School baseball game. We can walk to the field just one street over and 4 of them jumped at the chance to go to a High School game. Then they went to Blockbuster and got a movie to watch.
While they watched the movie the had seconds on dinner and had root beer floats and popcorn!
They really just loved hanging out and playing games and eating! Yes, I stocked up on snacky foods. And it was a good thing. One friend ate four hot dogs! I don't think I could ever get Jack to eat more than one! Around 12:30 we began the long process of getting them into bed and trying to get them to sleep. Finally, at 1:20 when I checked on them they were all snoring! Thank goodness because three of them had a baseball playoff game the next morning at 10:20!

Happy 8th Birthday, Jackson!

I still remember that night eight years ago that you came into my life. You came in with a bang and haven't stopped since. Every time you walk up to me and hug me and tell me you love me I still melt. God has blessed us with a wonderful first born son. Continue to honor God and your mommy and daddy.