Happy birthday, buddy. Mom took the entire day off today, and I took off at noon to celebrate your birthday with just us three. We went to Chick-Fil-A for lunch and then to AMC to watch Minions: Rise of Gru at 1:30. After that, we picked up Charlotte, ran some errands and came home. Mom made a great steak dinner and then we played Fortnite together. We got 1st place two times in a row.
It’s really crazy going to the movies as a kid, and then going back to the same movie theater 25 years later with your 8 year old son. It makes me want to stop time. I know I say that all the time.
Your 7th year was incredible. We rode bikes, you lost teeth. You got straight A’s except for one B the entire year. You started BJJ and got a 2nd place. You jumped in the deep end and swam to the side of the pool. I could go on forever. I’m extremely proud of you, and super sad it’s over. Year 8 will be amazing, I love spending time with you. Honestly, you’re the absolute best. I can’t wait to do more things.
Love, Dad