After school he did get some good cuddles from daddy and licks of an ice cream cake.
As soon as Brayden left for school, I had a melt down. Some how his birthdays always sneak up on me. Perhaps because he is developmentally stuck in this baby like ability or that I just cannot believe he is still with us at 8 years old. I have never let myself think about he growing up or getting bigger. When he birthday arrives I am overwhelmed with emotions coming from every which way. Mostly I am so thankful we have had 8 years with him.