Jackson’s birthDAY ended up spreading out to a week-long celebration on account of cards and packages arriving on Thursday and Friday. There’s still another package on its way (he spent a Barnes & Noble gift card from my sister in 2.5 seconds online. Books, books, and more books.)
We ditched the huge birthday party/craziness years ago and focused our celebrating on making each boy feel special and loved. Normally, I make a cake but this year I decided to take Jackson to a bakery in town to choose his own cupcakes. Y’all, best decision ever.
The beauties you see above are from KupKatie’s and they were magnificent. I’m sure they were a thousand calories each, but as we all know and agree, birthday cupcakes don’t count. Jackson and I picked them out together and we all rode that sugar high like champs. When we woke up from our comas we went back for more.
Per my eight-year-old’s request, I hid his presents. He got the idea from Jeremy’s tenth birthday, when I hid his presents around the house and yard and sent him on a hunt for them. Jackson immediately asked that I do that for him. Okay! No problem! Even though you’ve got the worst male blindness ever!
Jeremy helped, of course. Jack was pleased with all of his goodies and exclaimed several times, “This is the best birthday ever!” Aw, shucks, kid. I love you too ♥
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