Big days are exhausting.

Thirteen went really well. He got great stuff, including a brand new shiny saxophone. He got all of his favorites for dinner. (I cooked all day so it would be ready before I had to take the other boy to football.) He got Creamsicle cupcakes. (Pinterest. I'll link the recipe later.) He had a smile on his face all day. Mission: Accomplished.

I'm pooped and have to be up in a few short hours to get my parents off to the airport. Be back tomorrow with more. If I can pry my eyes open.