I had ideas for this cake and stewed on it until the last minute, but once I got into it, it had to be just right. My mom was making fun of me because I was measuring things on the figure Tristan gave me and making them to scale on the cake.
Nothing like having cake for breakfast!
Bouncy house fun!
We are heading into monsoon season around here, so we were thankful for the beautiful day.
My birthday boy.
He got many cool gifts, all Star Wars and Lego related it seems, but I had to include this picture.
David and I got a bow for him (before knowing he was going to be shooting one at camp and loving it), and the look on his face when he pulled that tissue paper off was absolutely priceless.
Comparing war stories, I'm sure.
Wearing the Armor of God his Grandma Dawn got for him.
He still fits the meaning of his name (war-like), but as long as he is God's mighty warrior, I'm okay with that!
Happy Birthday, Tristan!
We love you!
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