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Somehow he’s 8. I have no idea how that happened. It’s ridiculous.

Pat took him out on a date for his birthday and gave him a pocketknife, which he has been begging for for a very long time. So naturally there were many conversations about knife safety, instructions about where it will live at all times and whittling lessons. He was ridiculously excited.

Then for his family party he requested bowling and steak.

And check out who won???

And then we went home for steak and presents.

It was a really great way to celebrate our boy.

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