Three, that is. And he
couldn't be more excited!
In lieu of a party with friends... we opted to take the boys to Enchanted Island, a (slightly ghetto) amusement park for children 10 and under. It was perfect.
Since it was Thanksgiving time... the park was also having their Fall Festival, so for a few extra bucks, we attended that as well...
I didn't snap a picture, but Damon even won the cake walk! Lucky duck... and fitting to win cake on your birthday, eh?
Anyway, the day was busy and fun and here is what it did to the kiddoes...
It is RARE for Dominic to ever fall asleep during the day. They were wiped.
That night, Uncle Ross, Aunt Angela and the girls made it to our house from Utah and we had a little party for Dame...
Here's Elizabeth... aka Iza...aka Booper.
Miss Ali, herself.
Emotions ran high as we cut into the ice cream cake... this was to most important part, according to Damon. Whenever I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, the response was always "cake".
He was so stinkin' excited to blow out those candles.
Happy, happy birthday Sweet Boy! We love you very much. Even if you DO keep getting older. Darn it.
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