the boy had a birthday

weston’s birthday fell on a sunday this year, so the festivities were a little quieter.

he did get breakfast in bed (per his request).

he did open his presents before church (per his request).

he did open, among other things, a cub scout shirt with all the fixins’.

after all the gifts were open, he took it upon himself to put on his new cub shirt.

all by himself.

he took it off after a while, then he put it on again…

and again….and again…

he is excited to be 8 and to be getting baptized, but I think he is most excited about doing his best, for God and his country, helping other people and obeying the law of the pack.

oh…and having a very loud and crazy 8 year old birthday party….

love my spirited and amazing boy.

i believe i can fly

keaton has been trying to fly ever since he could walk.  i think he saw buzz lightyear do it years ago and has been trying to do  something like it ever since.

so when the school high jump competition came around and he was one of the few third graders who qualified he was sky high.

he ended up being the third grade champ and tying with the fourth grade champ.

watching him jump 3 feet 11 inches, chest down, delighted me.  made me giggle every time.

                                                                   (from his journal)

ADORE him!

maybe I need to up my game a little…

weston made a mother’s day card at school for me.

according to him I have no favorite sport, pet, animal, tv show, game, or favorite thing to do for fun.

I do, however, like sushi and m&m’s and the color grey.

an open book