In honor of my birthday, I thought I would post about Caleb's birthday. Yes, I know that he is already eight years and THREE months old, but somehow I skipped right over posting about his birthday festivities, which somehow went from us not having a big party to having a bunch of little celebrations that spanned a couple of weeks.
On his birthday morning, he awakened to ballooons in his room and his chair decorated. That is one tradition that Biz totally eats up.
His birthday was on a school day, so the celebrating would come later, but we went ahead and let him open his gifts with breakfast before heading out.
And what does every eight-year-old boy need? Tools and Legos!
Granny has a strict policy that the birthday sibling also receives a gift. Seth simply could not contain himself when he opened the Green Ninja. Yes,if you have a child, know a child, or have simply walked past a child between the ages of 5 and 10, then you probably understand the sheer joy said child has over this prized little Ninjago character.
I stopped by school to have lunch with the boys and bring
Oreo balls for Biz's class.
Right after school, we headed straight up to Nashville for a birthday evening out. Since the Lego store has moved to town, we decided that would be a fun birthday treat for Biz, especially since he had some Lego loot to cash in, thanks to Granny and Meem and Peep!
Enroute to the Lego Store, though, we stopped into Bass Pro for a bit.

Then it was on to the main event!
It didn't take him long to pick out exactly what he wanted.

When we got there, we were sat in the gorilla section. I think Seth had a few flashbacks from his first traumatizing exciting visit there. It didn't take him too long, though, to start enjoying himself.
The following Saturday, he got to invite some friends over for swimming, pizza, cupcakes and Laser Chase. Jack got to spent the night for a birthday sleepover. The next Saturday was
his birthday campout with Elliott and the Mclaughlins and the weekend before his birthday, he got to celebrate with Meem, Peep, Granny, and Aunt B. It was a birthday extravaganza marathon.
Yeah, turning eight was pretty great!!!
(and a tad bit exhausting)
And Hooray for some good friends who helped us keep all of the energy packed boys wrangled during the party.