Big 8!

Days after the end of school, my sweet Jack turned 8-years-old!

Waiting patiently to open presents at the family party the day before his birthday.

A scooter from Grandma and Grandpa.

Legos!

(An excited boy!)

Waking up 8-years-old!

Birthday balloons.

Jack was up and already went to the store with me to get stuff for breakfast and his bday balloons, but he insisted on getting back in bed to have breakfast in bed on his birthday.

Jack with his presents.

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In our family, turning 8 means a friends' birthday party:

Jack went bowling for his birthday party.

(I don't remember the kids being so wild at Parker's bowling birthday party.)

After this crazy bowling party, I think I will encourage the girls to NOT choose to go bowling for their friends' party. {Exhausting!!!}