Yesterday, Cameron turned 12. He is just about a teenager. His body already is there. He’s still a smiley, fun-loving kid just like when he first joined our family. He ended up with some nice presents…some money, a BB gun pistol with plastic BBs (he LOVES this), a t-shirt to match his daddy’s (the Mexican piñata league t-shirt I posted last week; not sure where Grandma Hanna found that one), plus the bicycle I bought him a few months ago was a present from his Grandpa & Grandma McManus. He made out very well for a 12th birthday.
We celebrated yesterday with his favorite lunch, Mom’s meatloaves and mashed potatoes. He didn’t want a cake or anything else. We’ll take him and a couple of his buddies to a water park this Saturday for the rest of his celebration. The water park was the one thing he really asked for so that’s what we’ll do.