
Marsel, (yes, that's him.) and his cake.
I'm so behind. His party was last Saturday and I'm just now getting to this post. Better late than never. Everything went well. It was on the small side, which is sometimes better. Especially since it was at our house. He had a few friends over. Food was good, cake was good, and so was the ice cream. He got some cool stuff - it's all over the house. He got so much that he didn't know what to play with. They kept jumping from one thing to the next. He turned 7 and he's already talking about being 8. So funny.
I remember my 7th bday. I had a sleep over, and I think I was getting over being sick. My mom had made chicken noodle soup for me. And cousin, Tonja told my dad that I wasn't eating my worms. (The noodles.)
I remember my 7th bday. I had a sleep over, and I think I was getting over being sick. My mom had made chicken noodle soup for me. And cousin, Tonja told my dad that I wasn't eating my worms. (The noodles.)
2 comments:
How do you remember this stuff? Being sick on your 7th birthday!!!???!! You remember the Keys birthday gift (sno cone) too... so oddly cool of you to have such a fantastic memory... I can't even remember last week for heaven sake let alone when I was 7.... you'll have to fill me in on my life one day! ;-)
I love you!
xoxox
See what Freida said? And you thought you had a crappy memory. Who's the elephant now?
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