Every night on the kids' birthday eve I have my picture taken with them holding up their fingers for how old they are, for a few more hours anyway. Sometimes it feels like the only picture I get in during the year!
Of course, we always have the traditional cinnamon roll in the shape of their new number. I can't believe next year I'll be making double digits- wow!
Wesley had to get in on the love:
Apparently, everyone wants to love on the new 9 year old:
We started off with a fun day and are planning a lot more when Daddy gets home.
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