Yes, Henry's birthday was two whole
months ago, and I'm just now posting about it.
The day began by opening his few
treasured presents:
(a drone thingy that flies, or is
supposed to fly, once you figure out what the instructions mean)
There were also Lego sets, birthday
money (woo hoo!), and a few boring pairs of jeans and such.
His birthday request was that we could
go to the Yaak River, because why would you not want
to spend your birthday jumping off a cliff?
We wrapped up the
day with the requested angel food cake, strawberries, and whipped
cream. I guess this proves that he really is my kid, after all (I
know that this issue has seriously been up for debate, considering
his love for running).
And just like that,
he is nine years old.
