Anyone getting tired of cupcakes yet?
Truth be told, by the time we reach the 4th celebration in our Crazy 9 birthday blitzkrieg, we are getting all little cupcaked-out.
But there are two more birthdays to go.
The 4th celebration belongs to Patch who celebrated his 14th birthday.
He requested Oreo cupcakes and I made them compete with Oreos in the cake and Oreo flavored frosting. Wish I would have gotten a photo of the inside with the chunks of cookie inside. I will pat myself on the back and say that they were as delicious as they looked!
His requested birthday dinner was an excellent example of his y-chromosomenessosity. (How's that for a totally made up word? Take that de-regulation of the American dictionary!)
Steak, baked potatoes, and corn on the cob. And it was quite yummy to all regardless of chromosome designation.
He was born at 36 weeks and was 8lb 2 oz. He weighed more than all the babies in his room combined. We lived, ate, and breathed NICU in those days.
These photos were taken in my aunt's home. Her home has amazing light in the morning, and she has taken amazing photographs of people in this very chair.
And I love love love that about him!
At 3 years old, he learned how to scale the 5' block wall in our back yard. And we'd regularly get a phone call from a neighbor asking if we could please come get him.
He will take any dare. I mean any dare. At all. Anything. Including anything that has anything to do with hair and/or live insects. Don't ask. So if you see him, please think very carefully about what you dare him to do.
This summer he climbed Mnt. Whitney, 14,505', the highest peak in the United States. Twice.
But very recently he's been thinking he'd like to be a trauma or ICU nurse. My goodness he'd be amazing at it.
And just because it is so very Patch, one last pic of my boy being so very 14.