Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Happy Birthday Holden!

We had some good birthday fun this past weekend. Holden had three little boys and one big boy (my nephew Clemson) spend the night Friday night for his 7th birthday. (oh my goodness, is he really seven?) My parents had the girls and I'm so thankful since little girls don't really gel with light sabers (sp?), swords, guns, tackling, etc. The weekend was a huge success....seriously, all I had to do was feed them. Billy and Clemson organized the football and basketball and they did every "boy" thing imaginable. They all went to bed at 11:30 pm :) I never heard a sound after that until about 8:15 the next morning as they were raring to go again. It brought me joy to see Holden having so much fun.

9 comments:

Amy said...

I am loving the snaggle tooth!!! It is so amazing how quick time passes and they grow up. Glad you enjoyed your hyper shot of testosterone!!!!

Michael and Jennifer Werneth said...

I love the pic of the boys looking tough with the one boy who was kissing his muscle! If Holden's smile is any indication, he had a great birthday. I'm glad he had so much fun! Wish him a happy birthday from us, too!

Shea said...

Happy Birthday, Holden! I know it meant so much for you to watch him enjoy that time with "the boys!" It looks like he had a fantastic time!!

Lori Ellen said...

YOU can't believe that Holden is 7...I can't believe Clemson is a teenager...what is he like 14 or 15? Man alive! We are getting old! I'm glad you survived all that boy time!

Laura said...

Happy Birthday Holden!
It is SO hard for us to believe that Holden is already 7! Really? It seems like only yesterday he was a baby!!!!!

Jaime said...

The older Holden gets, the more he looks like your Dad to me. Hope to see you in a couple of weeks!

Kristin said...

Happy Birthday, Holden! I can see a party like that in our future in a few years... !! Glad it was so much fun!

Anonymous said...

Hope, you are on my mind tonight. As i checked your blog, I enjoyed lots of smiles. Holden's party looked like one of my Jay's from a few years ago. It looks like you all had a blast. I especially noticed a previous blog about your apprehension about returning to your mom and dad's house. I felt that same way for a while about the room where my mom died. It helped me to realize that the house is not a living breathing entity. It didn't take my mother. I hold all the memories, not the house, not the things in the house. I control that. When I realized that I was in control, it made it easier for me. Because then I could turn that control over to God. Maybe this will help. Love to all of you. Mrs. Cowan

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