“Ben, how does it feel to be eight?” “I don’t know!”

“Since it’s my birthday, can I lick my plate?”

“Do I have to do my school work today?”

We had a pancake breakfast (with 8 candles) for Ben

– A birthday phone call from Gramma –

Dad took Daniel, Julia and Ben to the Zoo this afternoon, at Ben’s request. His favorite animals were the prairie dogs. Why? “Cause they pop up an’ down an’ dance around an’ sing.”

Thank You, Lord, for eight wonderful years with our little guy.