Aside from Patrick's special day, we have several more birthdays for the men in our family. I cannot believe that Luke turned 12 this year, and Max turned 4. Perhaps I can blame it on post-partum hormones, but I had one of those "I nearly need to stop the car and cry for a bit" moments while driving the kids around the other day. It started with a Mexican restaurant turning into a Dunkin' Donuts and after my mind played with it for a minute it involved memories.....a Luke that is now 12.....he'll only be in the house for 6 more years....Max is 4.....that is really close to 6.......time is going by too fast......the baby is already 4 days old and changing...... Oh hormones. It is such a gift to raise these boys. Luke is turning into quite a young man. He has really stepped up to the plate in the helpfulness department and is truly helping me with the little ones lately. A big treat for him is the newly finished basement. It now holds an air hockey table and ping-pong table. This has resulted in some guy time in the basement. After all the little ones are in bed, Luke and Patrick head to the basement for ping-pong. They really enjoy the time together, and Luke usually returns covered in sweat. Who knew ping-pong was so....aerobic? I'm thinking Patrick's days are numbered as the reigning ping-pong house champion.
Max got to celebrate his birthday at school with his friends, where they sang him "Happy Birthday" and "The Earth Goes Around the Sun". This is how the teacher helps them learn months of the year and time. Max requested a white cake, with white frosting and red writing. He wanted strawberries, and no real decoration. It is quite possibly the ugliest cake I ever made. No one else in the house likes cake, and they were disappointed Max didn't pick one of Patrick's ice cream cake creations. But Max loved his cake. He loved the slippery strawberries sliding around in their juice leaking all over the cake. I cringed.....he ate.
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