Harris' birthday is tomorrow. Tomorrow. I will be the mother of a seven-year-old tomorrow. SEVEN.
Best seven years of my life. :)
We always celebrate birthdays with the fam at (where else?) Chick-fil-a with a homemade (thank you, Betty Crocker!), Daddy-decorated, birthday cake. We typically just pick the Tuesday night closest to the actual birthday we're celebrating, but because Ben will be at school next week, Harry got to celebrate a little early. He didn't mind one bit!
Harris had some pretty specific requests for his cake this year: it needed to be a "haunting" color, include a tunnel, and feature Obi Won and R2D2 battling a haunted dinosaur. Oh, to be inside his brain for a day. Or an hour.
Anyway, he and Ben worked hard on Monday night getting it just right:
Babe and I worked hard at cleaning up all the icing:
The end result was this:
We loaded that puppy up on Tuesday night to share with our peeps (both family and Chick-fil-a staff). The kids were ready to dig in! Especially Raven...
We didn't open any presents at Chick-fil-a but we did make a family trip to Target after dinner and Harris picked out a couple of small toys he'd like to receive from Ben and me. Granti also bought him a Nijago Lego set for his big day AND let him take it home straight from Target. He was pretty pumped.
I still can't believe he's getting so big...
He makes me laugh every. single. day. He also makes me step back and take a deep breath every now and then.
Man, I love that kid. Can't wait to continue his celebration this weekend!