My sweet boy is twelve. Oh, my! He wanted a Roman birthday party, which I did not dive into decoration-wise. But we had Roman food: Ceasar salad, olives, focaccia bread, grapes, pizza and Skittles.
They played lots of Roman-ish war games: sword fighting, catapults, spear-throwing and Mafia.
Djeryd informed me he would like a replica of the city of Pompeii for his birthday cake this year. I laughed. How about Mt. Vesuvius instead?
It was a pretty long and tiring night. I love this picture because it captures how Djeryd looked almost the whole evening.
My niece has such a way with food. This is how she looked at Djeryd’s party last year.
Sunday morning was decidedly more somber. Djeryd is pretty serious by nature and this was a serious day as he was ordained a Deacon in our church.
I love seeing him with his dad, an image of what he will become.
My mom gave him a beautiful picture with his priesthood line of authority, tracing it all the way back to Jesus Christ.
I love how my dad takes his pie.
And the best birthday picture of all – elation upon finally having tabs in his scriptures.
Happy birthday, Djeryd. I love you, and everything you are becoming.
3 comments:
Congratulations to Djeryd. I love the scriptures picture and the one where Sean is teaching him how to tie a tie properly. My girl makes me chuckle!
The kids told us all about the party,so it was fun to see pictures of some of the activities.
The cake looks awesome! Those pictures of Shean and Djeryd are priceless. Beautiful! Sounds like a good weekend.
I love that last picture. What a great shot!
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