My sweet boy turned 8 this past weekend. Eight!
We all slept over at ex husbands house, so we could wake up together in the morning and have breakfast and presents.
My son said that the birthday mornings are the greatest, because while he sleeps, I will hang small flags and large flags, inside and out the house and a big bunch of presents will be ready for him, at the dining table.
Later we had a party in the garden, with our wonderful friends and family.
My son had dressed up real nice and combed his hair.