I Have an Eight Year Old!

I remember when Will was really little, around two and three, we would go to birthday parties or the Fall Festival, and he would stand outside the bouncy houses smiling at the kids inside. I would ask him, "Do you want to go inside? Mommy will go inside with you." He would shake his head no and say he was scared. He was very timid of a lot of things... bouncy houses, water at the beach, stickers, ice cream! Here we are, just a few years later, and we had his eighth birthday party at a rock gym. I can't believe how big my boy is. I'm so proud of him for trying new things, "getting back on the horse" when he falls off, and growing to be such a sweet, amazing boy. Here are a few pictures of his big day...

"The Volcano"

Rapelling down

"I'm the first to get to the handprint, mommy!"

All three boys bouldering on the same wall.

Jack joins in the fun.

I gotta throw this one in just because his smile melts my heart.