My Baby is Eight . . .

There was another birthday in our house this week. Son number three turned eight yesterday. Hubby had to work yesterday so we celebrated his special day on Thursday. Four friends came home with Brendan after school. Four elementary age boys with lots of energy that needed to be expelled after a day of being stuck in a classroom. Need I say more? :)

Jim walked down and picked them all up after school while I rushed to tie some balloons around and make up goodie cups that we had just purchased a few minutes before. I'm a "fly by the seat of my pants" kind of gal. Can you tell?!!? It all works out in the end and that's what matters.

When everyone arrived, I gave them a few minutes to unwind and that turned into a giant pillow fight in the upstairs hallway. Of course, son number two was more than happy to join in and antagonize the rest of the kids. It was too cold for them to go outside and we have a pretty small cottage but they had loads of fun.

Next came homework and reading. I promised the parents that all the kids would get their homework done since they wouldn't be home until after 8 pm. That went a lot more smoothly then I thought it was going to.

After homework it was time for pizza and cupcakes and to sing to the birthday boy.

Brendan and his buddy, Billy.

As you can see, the cupcakes were a hit. Although I think more ended up on faces then in bellies!!

Trevor being Trevor. : )

BFF's Brendan and Tyler.

After cupcakes, Jim took the boys to the movies to see Planet 51. I cleaned up and plopped on the recliner which seems to be my favorite place to be at the end of the day. The boys all said they had a great time and Brendan was happy. My husband is an absolute angel for not minding that I didn't go to the movies with them. I love you, Honey!!

Happy 8th Birthday, Brendan. I love you with all of my heart!! XOXOXOXO

Many blessings ~ Wendy