Eight years old

He's so big, and so old, and so grown up.

We had a boy party with 8 boys at Makutu's island, then home for pizza, Iron Man cake and presents.

It was a wild and rowdy bunch.

No, it's not a gang sign, this is the number 8 in sign language.

Dallin has become such a big kid in the last few months. He has grown (most of his clothes are not fitting) and he has become a more responsible kid. He went to his first scout activity (help me, the years of scouts are upon us!) and loved every minute of it. He is taking piano lessons and practices every day. He is doing well in school and is trying to remember to play and talk with his friends during recess and not during class time. He is a super big brother to Maura. He watches out for her, plays with her, and hugs her when she gets hurt (which is rather often). He still talks about and misses his brother Garrett-especially at night when he gets into bed he misses being able to talk to him before he falls asleep. He is missing many teeth that we hope will grow in soon, and has the most awesome red hair! We love you Dallin!