Peter's 10th Birthday

Maybe you know about Peter and Paul's tradition of going down to the cafe (there's only one in town) and having breakfast on Peter's birthday.  Paul also 'surprises' Peter with a gift or two.  After eight birthdays in this cafe (which has had almost as many different owners and unique names), it's more of an expectation than a surprise.  The cafe's current name is The Laughing Cow.  Serious.

The opening of the gift.

A pocket knife.

Paul did not tell me about this gift because he thought I would disapprove.

Ask forgiveness instead of permission I guess.

Well I fooled him when I showed zero disapproval.

But as it goes with ten-year-olds and their pocket knives,

Peter's was confiscated (by Paul) within the week.

On to birthday pancakes with a candle.

And now the gift he was really hoping for.

The newest in Lego.

The cafe doesn't seem to be too busy.

On Peter's list of things to do before we move

was to go to Chic-fil-a.

So I suggested it for his birthday.

What he doesn't know is that it was my ploy to avoid a Chuck E. Cheese birthday,

which was also on his list.

Being naturally indecisive and easily influenced,

Peter was all for a Chic-fil-a birthday lunch.

Uncle Steve met us there.

And Nana and Papa.

Then we went to Nana and Papa's house for a third helping of birthday food.

Since we are moving and taking very little with us,

his cousins gave him great gifts of his favorite foods that he can eat before we go.

Great idea.

This is a giant cookie,

just like his Dad requests on his birthday.

And now he's ten.