Porter turned seven!
The older he gets, the faster time seems to be passing.

The birthday celebration included meeting for lunch... where I asked him, "How does it feel to be seven?" He got a very surprised, then thoughtful look on his face, as though it hadn't yet occurred to him that he was no longer six.
I stayed for recess, then helped hand out the doughnuts and juice we brought for his class, to help celebrate his birthday. Sophia and Preston made themselves right at home with the other first graders.
Porter wanted pizza for dinner, and of course, we opened presents. Thanks to all of the grandma's and grandpas and aunts and uncles who remembered and sent happy birthday wishes via presents and/or phone calls. They made Porter feel very special and loved.
We ended the evening with trick or treating. Seriously, what a fun day for a birthday, it's a party all day long.

The party continued the following day, with an end of the season trip to Double Daves with his baseball team, and then a small birthday party. I am getting smarter in my old age, and only allowed him to invite a few friends. He opted for an all male party. The one gender made the guest list a cinch, and the small numbers made the party much more manageable and enjoyable for me. Although, honestly, it doesn't take many boys to create a rowdy bunch!

I did the happy dance when Porter told me what he wanted for his cake. I had imagined some elaborate creation centered around Scooby Doo, the theme of his party. Oh no, he wanted Oreo Cheesecake, you know, the one jello makes in a box. Wahoo!