It was an awesome day
The sun shone. This boy sparkled.
We got to spend most of the day alone with him, while Quinny took a little trip to Salem with his grandma.
We walked to the grocery so Pan could choose olives from the olive bar - something he's been asking for, and we told him he could do on his birthday.
We went to Sushi Land, and he was practically giddy, pulling those little plates off the conveyor belt.
He requested a banana cake, and so I spent most of the afternoon baking this one. That evening, we sang happy birthday to our boy and shared the cake with friends.
He built and built with his new tinker toys from his Kansas grandparents; he stayed up late sketching in his new drawing pad from friends.
He stood up very straight, and delcared himself taller than the day before.
He smiled almost constantly.
It was an awesome day.