Exceptional Eight

Yesterday Quinn turned eight.  Yep. Eight years old.

He woke up bright and early because he had a hockey tournament starting at 8:00.  The first thing he said to Chris was: "Daddy, can you turn on the radio?" Because he wanted to hear his name on the Birthday bunch on the radio.

Chris told him that they only do that during the week so he'd have to wait until Monday morning to hear his name.

The first thing Quinn said to me when he saw me in the morning was: " Mummy, do they only do the birthday bunch during the week?"  Clearly we have raised a very skeptical eight year old.

The day turned out to be a pretty good one for the boy though: his team won the hockey tournament so he came home with a medal, AND he got to have both Red Velet and Lemon Custard cakes for his dessert for dinner. (and no, I definitely did not make them!!)

Happy Birthday Quinner!!!!!