Seven or otherwise known as Picture Overload Post

The morning of Jackson's seventh birthday (Saturday), he told me, "Mom I stronger at seven than six."  Oh, how I wish birthdays worked that way.  If they did, I'd wish to be a few pounds lighter over night.

Anyway, Jackson's been counting down to his seventh birthday since his sixth birthday.  He was anxious to open presents all day and told me that he couldn't wait until after dinner, and he kept begging to go bowling.  You see, two months ago Jackson told me "Mom, Chuck E Cheese was in 2010, but in 2011 when I turn seven, I want to go bowling."  So, we went bowling.  My brother and his family were there as well as some good friends who were visiting.

Jackson was cranky the entire time because he was hungry and tired, but he did bowl a strike - no bumpers needed for that one!  Here's a bowling video, but definitely not a strike on this one.  The best part is within the first few seconds -- notice where he throws his ball.

After bowling, it was pizza and cake and present time.

Each year I let him choose his cake theme.  I tried to give him some ideas this year, but when I reminded him that last year he had a Curious George cake, he promptly chose his theme.  Now I have the answer to the question you've all been wondering:   

What does the Man in the Yellow Hat look like with a tan?

 
I was happy with how it turned out, and Jackson was happy with his presents.

  (Above: killing himself with a light saber -- thank you, Dave for teaching him that.)

 (The men putting together the race track)

 (Yes, his Grandma knows him well.  A 1950s caboodle was the perfect gift for a boy who loves containers.)