Birthday boy

SEVENTEEN!

Seventeen sounds old! 

If he is old what does that make me? Crazy, how time flies by. 

Cameron wanted to go to Parkland Putters on Saturday for his birthday.  It was a good time. At least one person cried and I got hit in the face with a golf club by Lucy. The weather wasn’t cooperating and it rained on us but all in all it was a typical Seattle day with some good ole family competition.  For the record Mitch and I beat them all. 

Cameron requested this sweatshirt for his birthday.  We knew that it was gong to take awhile with everything going on to get it.  We ordered it through what turned out to be a bad company.  After waiting and waiting for it to arrive and his birthday days away we realized it was never coming. We then ordered it through another company, using a very expensive express shipping so that we would get it here on time.  It arrived two days before his birthday and because ya know how it goes, the original one arrived the next day.  He now has two custom, non-returnable sweatshirts.  Lucky for him that his parents love him, a whole lot. $$$

Happy birthday Cameron!  We do sure love you.