Gilbert’s birthday means that he almost always has a birthday over Labor Day weekend. Last year it was the Tuesday after, and this year, the Thursday before. My parents came for a visit to celebrate, and he’s been pretty excited. Over the last year, Gilbert has definitely settled down, grown up a little, honed his sense of humor, and become even more Gilbert than he was before.
Working on a shop project.
He wanted a chocolate cake with chocolate icing. He made one of the layers all by himself. He loved his presents: a Lego service truck with a port-a-potty; two-way radio; neck massager; and a book with pictures from preschool.
Things are a little dicey this morning; there’s a lot of yelling, so I’m going to have to cut it short. Suffice it that Gilbert is growing and enjoying his life.
A look back:
Four.
Two.
One.
Born.
