We celebrated by going out to "Pirate Island" and trying to eat a Kraken pizza. Then it was home for gifts and cake and ice cream.
A rare three-way hug:)
Micah chose not to purchase a cake this year, but to make our own. He wanted to try out the little decorating kit I bought and have never used. Of course, being a mom who is always encouraging them to create, I was fine with that idea. So, he chose the kind of cake, frosting, and the colors to decorate. I set it up and then let him go . . .
Micah always pats me on the back and tells me I'm the best mom ever. He snuggles with me on the couch, and makes me feel like I'm a success as a mom. I love you, my little sunshine boy!










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