We celebrated Miles' birthday with balloons, a barbecue and, of course, lots of cake.
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| Counting his age on his fingers. He kept insisting that he was turning 5. |
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| He requested a chocolate train cake, and then ate a giant piece in mere minutes. |
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| Slyly scoping out the presents. |
It became quite clear that Miles is the second child as Grant hovered over the present opening, getting excited over every gift as if it were his own birthday: "Oh, I can't wait to see what it is...Oh my gosh, Miles, look what you got!" Miles was just as thrilled with his presents: some new books, tinker toys, outdoor toys and a stegosaurus.