By last Sunday when we gathered at Westlakes, Hunter was 10 years old. Blake came a bit earlier to do the decorating by setting up the pizza-party coffee table, blowing up balloons and hanging fripperies everywhere.
See that smirk on Blake's face?
These two rascals are about to unravel a few gags...that's because Uncle Adam (who thinks like a 10-year-old) brought along a fart whistle, a can of nuts that pops you in the face if you reach for a nut, and a fake ice cube with a bee in it to put in someone's drink.
Although it was Hunter's day, guess who got a lot of face time?
Hunter's looking a lot like his Dad in this picture...
couldn't help but notice the well-defined cut of the chin and jaw.
After presents came ice cream cake--a regular cake cake is no longer an option.
Happy Birthday, dear Hunter!
You're such a beautiful boy!
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