He awoke to gift cards, balloons, soda and taffy. Then we took him to Buttered Biscuit for french toast and bacon.
Then he thought it'd be fun drive go-carts and hit some baseballs.
For dinner his birthday dinner, Caleb wanted BJ's pizza and a pizookie for dessert.
It was a great way to celebrate my big boy. (He thinks it's weird that I say that. But it's accurate, is it not? He is big.)
And as Caleb drove us home from the restaurant, I had a moment of realization. I kind of gasped as I turned to Jon who was sitting next to me in the back seat, "Jon! Our kids are driving us! We are old."
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