I'm a bit behind on posting, but when I got back from my trip things were crazy. I had to take and Economics final on Tuesday night and get ready for an eight year olds birthday party. Yes, Mr. J turned 8. We had such a great time watching him enjoy his day. His party actually started Friday night. We went to the Astros game. They played the Mets and won. He was able to bring a friend so the two boys watched the game, talked about the plays, and cheered their hearts out. The best part was when Blum hit a grand slam and then Valverdie came in to pitch. Mr. J looked at me, with his big blue eyes and said "Mom, this is the best birthday of my life." Then he went back to dancing on the chair with his friend. On Friday nights they have fireworks at MinuteMaid park. It was just a very nice night.
We got home, went to bed and got up early to start the birthday celebrations. We rented a moonwalk that has water in it. Basically a contained slip and slide with extra bounce. Way too much fun. That's all I have to say about that. When the party was over Mr. J was finally hungry. I don't kjnow how we are going to afford him when he hits puberty. He ate 2 hotdogs, a bowl of chili, 2 scoops of ice cream, and some cake. Then he munched on some veggies that were laying around. All in all he had a great birthday.