Sweet Super 16
Guess what I was doing 16 years ago this very morning at 10:25am?
Becoming a Mom.
Could it be possible the sweet little guy I brought home from the hospital is 16 today? (Sigh.)
To celebrate, that big 16 year old invited a few friends over yesterday for a pool party after church. (What a terrific group of young men! We were very impressed.) And let me just say that thankfully, my quilting skills are much better than my “cookie-decorating-with-frosting-in-a-tube” skills. Ahem.
Anyway, I’ll let the pictures do the rest of the talking. Right now I have to go frost an Oreo Cake. And find 16 candles.
Happy birthday, Super 16 guy . We love you so much!