It's been a rough birthday week for the poor boy. First, his birthday party was snowed out. Yes, snowed out. Who would've thought you should plan for inclement snow when scheduling outdoor laser tag in May? It's been rescheduled for Memorial Day weekend and in a twist more kids will be able to make it now.
We did his best to make the day special for him but we were really busy. Jenna put down a blanket of balloons on his bedroom floor which he thought was super cool. Since the day was going to be so hectic, he opened his gifts before school. He loves his new bike. The fact that it's got a fork to take off-road means he hasn't found a mud puddle he can't traverse yet.
I was able to spend most of my day at the school with him and Jenna surprised him for lunch. The night tried to be about him but it's hard when he had a 745 PM baseball game. This followed an 8PM game the night before. Before the game he slid into another kid whose cleat got him just under his left eye. The way it happened and the way it looked at the moment, I can't believe he didn't need stitches or wake up with his first black eye.
I asked him last night if he felt 7 because I don't feel like he should be 7. He said "I keep forgetting I'm 7 so I guess I don't feel like I am. What's it supposed to feel like? I don't feel any taller!" I guess we build them up too much when the kid thinks they are going to magically grow on their birthday :)
He's a good kid and we are so proud of him. Love that boy.
