John’s 12 today, and he’s making me feel old!

Here, he’s opening the robot kit that I got him. He promises that he’ll work on it in the morning (embrace the geekiness,) but for now he’s thoroughly engrossed in a video game his Gramma got him, some racing/smashing deal.

It’s the year of limited birthday parties, but he got a pizza and I made him a cake that his brother keeps bothering me about.