Firstborn is 8!?! The universe made sure he rode in all the No. 8 cars (and swings) possible, so things seem set up to be awesome today. He was also there for *me* on a rollercoaster when I was supposed to be there for *him*, so it's clear this ain't no baby anymore.
Good thing it's the hottest day of the "summer" just in time for Samson's fall birthday.
Cheering for Auntie Calla as she lifts heavy things.