Well, the morning of Evan's actual 7th birthday dawned with a sick child. Evan had requested French Toast with blueberry sauce, which I had waiting for him. He came downstairs and took one bite, then proceeded to go into a coughing fit. Needless to say he didn't finish his special breakfast. The picture above is of Evan talking to Grandpa Shippy on the phone.
Opening his first present of the day....a dinosaur to be buddies with his green dinosaur. He doesn't look it, but he's excited to have a dinosaur with a complete tail, since his giant green one lost it's tail in a horrific dinosaur fight!
After Motrin (wonder drug!) and some cough medicine, Evan was perking up by lunch. We let him open Aunt Sheila and Aunt Carla's presents at lunch. Thanks for the cool gifts!
Darrell took Evan to the dr. after lunch....no strep, just the nasty virus that is going around. He kept getting better and more active as the day went on!
For dinner, Evan requested the traditional spaghetti and meatballs on our "Special Day" red plate. (Mommy, I LOVE your homemade meatballs!) Now he's officially 7 years old!