So, it's hard to believe that we have a NINE year old.
I mean---time marches on, but sometimes it feels like it's going at warp speed.
On the morning of Gage's 9th birthday, he woke up and of course, began asking if he could open his birthday present. So---I gave him some little gifts....He was content. He had no idea what was waiting for him on the front porch.
What happened later? We all went up to the school and had lunch with Gage for his birthday. He was surprised, yet again. Wooohooo!