Every time one of our kids has a birthday I will probably say - I can't believe so-and-so is ____ years old. And it will always be true. Hard to really remember life without these guys - it seems so long ago, and yet somehow I can't believe they're as old as they are.
So, Owen turned 8. Here we are in the dark morning before carpool opening a few family gifts.
His requested birthday treat for lunch to share with his classmates: Treat Kabobs - this time with marshmallows in addition to donnut holes and strawberries.
Love having lunch w/ this guy and all his fun people.
After dinner w/ all the grandfolk at Doc's we had some ice cream cake and present time at home.
Goofballs
The grandfolk chipped in for this beast - you can tell he's a little bit excited.
As Rebecca will remind you (tearfully), Owen didn't have a real birthday party this year. She is still sad about it. He is not. Instead, we planned a father-son campout for he and Kyle and 3 other boys/dads. They went out to the Mezger property on Lake LBJ for a night.
Camping, fishing, shooting, just being boys/men. :)
Camping, fishing, shooting, just being boys/men. :)
Too busy having fun and making hotdogs to take many pictures, but thankful for the ones they have.
Happy Birthday Owen!
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