My firstborn son is 12. Twelve!
I can't stand it, and yet I am so excited for him. 12 is a big year...going to YM and becoming a Deacon, going in to Junior High, puberty, becoming aware of girls...
He really, really wanted a cell phone for his birthday. So much that he decided not to have a friend birthday party so money could be spent on a phone. I couldn't stand no doing anything on his birthday, so I let him choose somewhere we could go as a family to celebrate. He wanted to go skiing, so we went to Sundance for night skiing and dinner. His buddy Seth came too.
We love Sundance. Everything about it. But especially eating in this cozy lodge by the fire. Yum!
The next day was Superbowl Sunday. Broncos vs Patriots. We had the family over for dinner and a party! Most of us were cheering for the Broncos.
The Patriots won. It was probably one of the worst games we've ever watched, but we still had fun!
Sambo got what he wanted...a cell phone! He was so, so happy!
For another gift, he also got to be able to go back to Ridgeline! BS and I decided that he had earned it and we could tell he was missing his friends too much. Here he is on his first day back before school:
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I just love this boy so much! |