8 years, 2 months.
In December, you finally erupted your volcano kit that you had received for Christmas from two years before.
This past Sunday, after you took a break from riding your four wheeler and then your razor scooter, as we took advantage of the surprisingly sunny afternoon, you then assigned yourself a fun activity.
You had found that volcano in the garage, along with your hammer.
So needless to say, you had a great time destroying that volcano in our cul-de-sac.
Looking back at the picture, I guess I should have had you wear some goggles instead of the helmet you happened to already been wearing.
Oh well. That volcano lived a good long life.