First, he turned 9...and I completely forgot to share that with you!
He had a few friends over to play, have dinner, and go to the St. Paul's game.
Seriously, all three could be in his wedding 20 years from now and I would be pleased.
This kid knows how to pick good friends!
Family came over on Saturday to celebrate his nine years of fabulousness.
We enjoyed burgers and cake.
And then lots of cornhole and football!
Sweet Philip, there are no words for how proud I am of you. You are smart, kind, and methodical. Just like your father you lay out your clothes each night before going to bed. You are the only person in our house that makes his bed immediately after rising. Your ability to get your work done first before play is impressive!
You continue to handle your Perthes with stoicism...never complaining...always focusing on the positive. Our last trip to Atlanta brought the frustrating news that your bone is still yet to begin growing. It will...just in God's time. You chose to look for the good...more trips to Aunt Elizabeth's!
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| loving on the therapy dog, Aliss, at CHOA |
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