My third son's first son's birthday

I know it's a complicated title, but I decided that if I titled this "My Granchildren" you would just run away. No one likes to hear someone else brag about their granchildren. Really, though, how can I help it?

Today was number two grandson's third birthday. Yesterday all the family living in our town came over to celebrate. I made spaghetti with meat sauce, his aunt made a great salad and his mom made homemade parmesan breadsticks which were fantastic. The girls made themselves sick eating so many of them. Here's the excited birthday boy. He's the blur in the front.










And here he is with his Dad. Genes will tell.













We had a lovely dinner together:















I just had to post this picture because of what daughter number three with the long blonde hair is asking at this moment. Can you guess? Yes, she's asking, "Is this going to be on your blog?" Well, it is now!

Birthday boy's sister and especially his cousins had fun.












Here's the whole gang:











We're missing our fifth son and his wife, sadly. They are too far away to join us-a thirteen hour drive away. And, even further away, 29 hours away, is our soon to be daughter-in-law. We can't wait until she's a part of the fun, too! Only twelve more days!


One last, but very important picture. The birthday cake was made and decorated by his Dad and he didn't even use a mold, in fact he was kind of bummed to find out that you could buy those. But, his effort is pretty amazing.