Today Parker celebrated his 14th birthday with friends...paint balling:) He didn't want a party, didn't want presents, didn't want cake and ice cream. Just an afternoon with the guys plastering each other with bright florescent, green paint balls. They came back to our house and topped the afternoon off with pizza and chilled. We have arrived at the teenage years. Parker before going to bed tonight said, "Thanks Mom, it was a great birthday". Never have I done so little and had him love it so much. I think I'm getting the hang of this teenage thing...I think?
I sure love this boy. "Happy Birthday Bud"
