Thursday afternoon JB and I went out to eat at Rodizio Grill for a date to celebrate my birthday (he took a picture of me there and put it on Instagram, and people left the nicest birthday wishes, shucks!).
Then Friday was Pioneer Day, and we met family at Lagoon. Max and Ben rode the new, crazy Cannibal ride with JB and uncles and loved it. I just didn't feel like having my heart race and stomach flip out.
Saturday was my birthday, and JB and I went to a wedding in the morning, a sealing in the afternoon, and a reception that night. It felt like three dates on one day! I love my new sheets, shoes, capris and cookie scoop.
Max was getting anxious for his turn in the spotlight. Sunday was our shared day, with cake for both of us, and presents for him after Sunday dinner with the family.
BTW he asked for that shirt so it was my gift to him. I need a BYU buddy around here.
Then, Monday was his birthday. Did you know that his original due date was around JB's birthday in August. But they revised my due date, and then they induced me after my birthday 10 years ago when they thought he would be a huge baby. He was born at 1 AM July 27th and weighed 8 pounds, 4 ounces, so, he could have kept cooking I'm sure.
It was his turn for a friends party this year (we only do them every few years). He planned it all and even typed the invitations: A Nerf dart gun party in the church gym with pizza.
I think we had 13 other boys there from school/church/neighborhood. We invited some younger brothers because they all play together anyway.
Some quickly emerged as Alpha males as they ran for the flag or organized assaults. And they almost all got nice and sweaty.
Max was very pleased with the presents. This is his last friends party. Maybe in the future he can invite a friend along to do something fun. Notice Ben and Andrew eying his presents, too. They have "helped" him play with the Kendamas and Legos and such.
I had wanted a boy first (back when I thought I would have some girls by now), and I'm so glad Max is our first born. He's a great big brother. He's growing into a perceptive, listening (sometimes listening TOO much to mom and dad's conversations!), thoughtful, smart, brave and funny boy. He is helpful, responsible, and anxious to make sure his younger brothers toe the line and are safe wherever they are.