It's official, Braxton turned 18 yesterday.
He got to sleep in (Derek did his paper route) and then came with us to watch McKell in USU's Homecoming parade.
He didn't have a free night that we could go out to dinner, so he fit us in for lunch after the parade. I think I have multiple pictures that look just like this of Braxton and Ryan each year when we celebrate Braxton's birthday.
He reluctantly sat on the saddle while we wished him a happy birthday. It seems like we have been celebrating everyone's birthday at Texas Roadhouse lately.
He requested ice cream cake, which we had today. At eighteen, Braxton is a senior in high school, loves to watch sports, has way too much fun teasing McKell, is the favorite cousin to a lot of my nieces and nephews, still has a hard, hard time getting up for his paper route, complains about paying for his own gas, recently became the owner of a yellow motor scooter, always wants the last word in an argument, and is addicted to chocolate and treats. But more importantly, he is kind, respectful to others and a good student. Happy 18th Birthday Braxton!
4 comments:
Happy Birthday Brax! Welcome to the first day of the rest of your life in the real world. Sure love ya!
Aunt Hollie
What a sweet post! That ice cream cake looked soooo good. Sounds like a great 18th Birthday. :]
Eighteen? How could he be 18? Nineteen is next. Now things are really getting scary. These boys are growing up.
No way! He can't be 18. Did you notice the audible shockwave that went around the Relief Society room when you mentioned he was 18? None of us could believe it. Happy Birthday Braxton!
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