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The Week of J

OK, on to brighter topics.  Last week should have been renamed "The Week of J."  It was certainly his week.

J spent the week at Cub Scout Camp.  This was his first year going and he loved every minute of it.  I spent the first day there as a day walker, so I was able to get some pictures.

Coloring the Den flag
Making his leather shield
On the BB Gun range. J is the one on the left.
Scout Skills. Learing how to tie knots.  Look at that concentration!
The archery range
The last day skit.
Then, Friday was J's 8th birthday.  "Buffalo" Grandma and Grandpa were in town for a short visit and brought J and K and combined birthday present, an inflatable water slide.  Of, course they loved it!

J sliding

K sliding

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Since J's birthday was at the end of a long week of cub scout camp, I decided NOT to have a birthday party for him that day or weekend.  But, I had offered to babysit a friend's kids (who happen to be J's best friends) and we had a nice night of eating pizza and water sliding!


After the cake, J opened his presents.  Then he got a surprise present!


Close your eyes J!

OK, you can open them.

He sees his present for the first time. (Can you read the writing on the box on the left??)


 Can you tell he is excited???
 An archery set!  Since we have strict rules about when he can use it, J has been waking up earlier than his brothers so he can go outside and practice before his brothers wake up.

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  1. Completely forgot to wish my birthday buddy a happy birthday! Looks like it was grand!

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  2. Wow that looks like he had an amazing week!!! And I love your new header!

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