PB had a birthday. He had been looking forward to it for months. The night before, Joe and I wrapped presents and put up balloons. It felt a lot like Christmas, and PB’s excitement had worn off on me too.

PB opened a present first thing and continued to open presents throughout the day.

We measure our kids on their birthday’s and mark it on our the wall.

This kid has grown! I have a hard time keeping him in pants that fit. (Mr. C wanted to get measured too.)

Opening more presents…I’ve never wanted to have extravagant birthday’s or Christmas, just a few presents. But it is too easy to keep finding fun toys or other things that I know PB will love. He usually ends up with a couple more presents than planned, although still not a huge amount. He had a present each from his parents and brother, and one extra. Plus some from friends and grandparents.

This drum was from Grandma. It’s loud, so we have to put a limit on when he can play it. Like not when Mommy is trying to sleeping because it will wake her up.

He blew out his candle way before the song ended. We had a lot of fun celebrating with friends and family.