No matter what I do, no matter how many times I ask them not to, my kids keep growing, and Michael is the absolute worst offender, especially at his last birthday when he crossed into the double digits. I saw it coming, so I made him pose for a picture the day before it happened so that I could keep 9-year-old Michael FOREVER.
But then he went ahead and turned 10 despite my protests, and we gave him donuts for breakfast.
While Michael was at school, Gabe and I got busy making his cake.
We caught an early dinner at Texas Roadhouse, where Michael also opened his presents.
Rachel's present was so sweet.
And, surprisingly, we got him up on the saddle. (He hates this kind of attention).
We went home and had cake and ice cream.
Even birthdays mean a birthday party with friends, and Michael really wanted to do an arcade kind of thing. We settled on Classic Fun Center in Sandy. It was the easiest birthday party I've ever done...because I didn't really do anything. I mean, I suppose I made arrangements to get a pack of kids to Sandy and home again, and I made an invitation:
There was skating, scootering, climbing, arcading, and even some hand holding (one of the girls that came had a crush on Michael, which was reciprocated every so often, but mostly he just didn't get it). There were so many nice presents.
And since Lea helped us out with driving, Skyler, Rachel, and Gabe got to come too! (And can I just say that this couldn't have even been possible without Lea! She dropped off all Michael's Lehi peeps on her way home and helped Brian and me keep track of all these kids. )
Michael got a birthday spin and a round in the cash tank.
And he got to pick a song to play over the loudspeaker.
We also got to have a family party. This time, we just made brownies, but still used the plane mold.
We're so proud of Michael. He's obsessed with all things planes and World War II. He loves reading and building things. We'll always be grateful that he's our son...even if he refuses to stop growing so fast!
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