King of the weekend
Aden had two parties this year. A friend bash last Saturday, then a family dinner last Sunday. It was his weekend.
Noah, Gage, Wyatt, and their families joined us for cake and ice cream at home.
Then we took off for putt putt. I knew to expect crazy. After all, we threw together five boys who are just slightly nuts on their own. The first fifteen seconds of hole number one lived up to my expectations.
And then.
The first ball went into the water. Aden fished it out with a net. Which was awe-inspiring enough that all the other kids had to try it. Before I could blink, we had five boys all on different holes, some tossing the golf balls around, some playing blitz putt putt, and then the birthday boy deciding he would just go for a swim in one of the water hazards. Which was awe-inspiring enough that all the other kids had to try it.
Honestly, honestly, I never expected this. Probably should have. And honestly, honestly, I am beyond shocked that we didn't get tossed from the place. It was by God's grace that we were the only people there.
Unforgettable memories made with two precious families who we are so thankful to have closeby.
Sunday was our family dinner. Aden planned this with precision, requesting for his birthday dinner...bologna and cheese. As if there were any other choice.
It was a stormy day, and so we had to move our festivities indoors, where the picture-taking is oh-so-frustrating. And poor Aden had to give up on his idea of having the entire family play baseball in the front yard. Which came as a bit of a relief because he and Trey were going to pick teams. We all know that would probably have turned into a brawl, both boys fighting over their grandfathers.
Nevertheless, we had a great time celebrating our sweet blue-eyed boy.
Who hated to be sung to, by the way.
Instead of baseball in the soggy yard, the boys were able to try out Aden's new bunch o'balloons, which in my opinion are nothing short of water balloon miracles. The fellas had a blast turning themselves into grassy, mulchy, muddy wet messes. Even Poppop.
A super-fun birthday party weekend for our six-year-old!
Noah, Gage, Wyatt, and their families joined us for cake and ice cream at home.
Then we took off for putt putt. I knew to expect crazy. After all, we threw together five boys who are just slightly nuts on their own. The first fifteen seconds of hole number one lived up to my expectations.
And then.
The first ball went into the water. Aden fished it out with a net. Which was awe-inspiring enough that all the other kids had to try it. Before I could blink, we had five boys all on different holes, some tossing the golf balls around, some playing blitz putt putt, and then the birthday boy deciding he would just go for a swim in one of the water hazards. Which was awe-inspiring enough that all the other kids had to try it.
Honestly, honestly, I never expected this. Probably should have. And honestly, honestly, I am beyond shocked that we didn't get tossed from the place. It was by God's grace that we were the only people there.
Unforgettable memories made with two precious families who we are so thankful to have closeby.
Sunday was our family dinner. Aden planned this with precision, requesting for his birthday dinner...bologna and cheese. As if there were any other choice.
It was a stormy day, and so we had to move our festivities indoors, where the picture-taking is oh-so-frustrating. And poor Aden had to give up on his idea of having the entire family play baseball in the front yard. Which came as a bit of a relief because he and Trey were going to pick teams. We all know that would probably have turned into a brawl, both boys fighting over their grandfathers.
Nevertheless, we had a great time celebrating our sweet blue-eyed boy.
Who hated to be sung to, by the way.
Instead of baseball in the soggy yard, the boys were able to try out Aden's new bunch o'balloons, which in my opinion are nothing short of water balloon miracles. The fellas had a blast turning themselves into grassy, mulchy, muddy wet messes. Even Poppop.
A super-fun birthday party weekend for our six-year-old!
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