Kickin Birthday

I'm back in the blogging saddle again.  It's been a while, I know.  Not sure how it happens that I dedicate less time to blogging when I'm NOT working for a wage.  A couple or three weeks ago, Dude had his Tai Kwondo 8th birthday party with a crew of his favorite little dudes.  We are loving the fact that he has a little following of people that claim him.  It's the best feeling a Mama heart could ask for.  Our head master at the kids' Tai Kwondo academy agreed to lead a party for Dude and his friends and it was awesome.  They all had a blast flexing their muscles, pretending to own muscles, winning T-shirts, giving away T-shirts to others after they won 4 in a row, eating Minecraft cake, opening some rad gifts and acting like 8 year old boys.  We surprised him with the Minecraft theme - to say he's addicted to this virtual phenomenon is the under statement of the year.  

It was perfection, well, minus when Mr. G hit Dude in the eye with a paddle and it swelled to the size of a large cherry.  And when Squirt jammed her toe in the door jam at that same exact moment and screamed for thirty minutes as her toe swelled to the size of a small cherry.  Two kids crying at the same time at a birthday party that you're responsible for running...proud times.

Bday celebration at home.  A book from Kid President on how to be awesome (Dude could write his own book on that topic) and bday cake before bed.  

 
It was a happy 8th birthday indeed.  We can't wait to see where 9 brings us.