Erikboy is five! We purchased a cake (it's much too hot for the oven), picked out five balloons, spent the day playing, and made spaghetti for dinner. After dinner we played some more and then had cake and vanilla bean ice cream. Steve was out of town, so we had him on the phone while Erikboy blew out his candles and opened gifts. Right before climbing into bed, Erikboy said he'd had the best birthday ever. (He says that about almost every day... which is one of the reasons we love him so very much.) I'm so glad he's mine.
Happy Birthday Erikboy!
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