One Dozen....

One Dozen. Not a big number, really. Not incredibly special in and of itself. A Dozen Eggs. A Dozen Bagels. My personal favorite... a Dozen Roses (red, of course). We all know that things are Cheaper by the Dozen, sometimes even a Dime a Dozen. We've got The Dirty Dozen and a Baker's Dozen, which really isn't a dozen at all, but 13.

My first born baby boy is One Dozen Years Old.

William, I am so proud of you and all that you have accomplished and the person you are and are still becoming. I puffy heart you with sprinkles on top ;).

On William's birthday, we started out the day by making...









Later in the afternoon, we braved the freezing rain and went to Dave & Busters (for those of you that are not familiar with D&B's it's kind of like Chuck E. Cheese's on steroids with good food, a bar, and you can actually redeem those prize tickets for GOOD stuff rather than pure junk). In our family it is reserved for birthdays and special occasions because we drop a small fortune every time we go. Fun was had by all, and Madison donated her tickets to William as a birthday gift, that's my girl!

William also had a party with some friends. They did rather well, spent the evening playing rock band and eating, they were a hoot to watch!











Happy Birthday, William!!!!