8 years, 5 months.

Dear Jack,

This past weekend we celebrated your sister’s birthday at the rec center near our house. You weren’t too excited by the idea of a gymnastics lesson with a bunch of 3 year-old girls.

Instead, you appointed yourself as the court jester of the party.

You discovered that you could successfully wear 5 pink birthday party hats all at once.

Looking back on every photo I took of you during her party, I realize there wasn’t one normal picture of you.

Every single photo is of you showing off your ability to wear all those party hats.

But if that means I was able to capture some shots of you actually being you at this age, I’d rather have that anyway!

Love,

Daddy