8

Last Sunday our DP turned 8.

Not sure 'how' that could possibly be, but apparently it is.

Here he is, going to bed as a mere 7 year old.

And here he is, a much older, wiser & more mature 8 year old.

He wanted a fire breathing dragon cake so this is what we came up with:

annnnddd actually breathing fire (well sorta)

He seemed pretty happy with it :)

He wanted ~and received~ a new, more powerful Nerf gun (who doesn't?)  and a new dragon book.

He fell asleep that night with his puppy at his side...

(that is precious right there folks)

According to DP it was "the best birthday ever" so I think we can check that off our list.

:)

Blessings.