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So fine to be nine!

Davin graciously aged another year and entered the realm of "nine." He informed me that at nine he was almost a teenager. We told him that he couldn't be a teenager until he was at least thirteen. It's a matter of having "teen" in the number rather than having a double digit. Still, he is getting dangerously close to those teenage years so we will enjoy having him at nine for as much as is humanly possible.

On his actual birthday we went to dinner at one of Davin's favorites: Chuy's. This Austin favorite recently moved in down the street and we were excited to see it arrive. They gave him an enormous tres leches cake that looked amazing!



After dinner he had several gifts to open and the contents definitely indicated that he was turning nine. Video games and sport shirts have replaced the train sets and toy cars. Rowan and Ellie did their best to help with the gifts. 



Davin wanted to have a basketball party this year. We had the party on the Saturday after his birthday and it was a beautiful day. The boys started by decorating their own uniforms.







Our team was the Charlotte Bobnets in honor of both the Bobcats and the newly renamed Hornets. 



We had team pictures.










We had a warm-up exercise where we tried to launch water balloons into a basketball hoop.



We lit some sparklers to make our entrance onto the court more dramatic. Let's get ready to rumble!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





Chris was a great ref and didn't miss a call.


Pizza and birthday cake are exactly what every athlete needs after a big game. 










Davin's friends spoiled him with a few gifts as well. It was a fun party and a fun day! Go Bobnets!!!














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