
Yesterday, as she helps me put away the clean cutlery, she was announcing "Here's a spoon mommy". She picked up a knife and I asked her "What is that called?" She looked at it and said "Here's a cut mommy." Makes sense to me.
Patrick's birthday was on a Thursday this year. So I picked up Patrick, his friend and Damon up from school and took 5 kids to the diner up the street from the school. It was nice. Then that night Patrick had a hockey practice, so I ordered pizzas for the hockey team. The parents needed to have a meeting that night anyhow so the kids (including siblings) all ate pizza in the hallway with under the supervision of the coach. They had a blast and I heard vague reports of a pepperoni fight. Patrick didn't want to share his cake with his teammates, he wisely chose to have it at home with his brothers and sister.
Last weekend we had a family party and celebrated my niece and nephew's birthdays along with Patrick's. Here he is waiting to blow out his candles.
He really is a great kid. He's a hard worker in school and sport. And he is so kind and thoughtful. I'm so proud of him. Patrick, I hope your birthday was a happy one.