Yes, it's true. Son C is 9! This was C's year for a family party, to which he could invite one friend. He invited his friend Noah.
C turning 9 has been kindof a big deal to me. Not sure why. He is not the youngest, but there's just something about his face and his ways that I have always wished I could bottle up and keep forever ~ it's so sweet and innocent. This is now his last year before double digits, and that seems so old to me. So grown up. Yet I am also happy for him to be growing and becoming, just as God has planned!
His siblings gave him two different kinds of clay.
His first jackknife! (mom and dad - this was a real winner, as you can see by his face in this picture! Thank you!)
Book of treehouses. Oh the possibilities!
His own set of "real" tools.
And a kit to use them on!
We let C stay up long enough to build his kit. It was an old fashioned tool box.
Look at that concentration!
A man with his tools.....what could be better?!
Happy Birthday to our sweet, intelligent, inquisitive, and creative young man! We love you!