Braxton turned eight years old today. I can't believe he's old enough to be getting baptized already. Braxton started off the day by making pancakes for the family by himself(with Grandpa's supervision). And only one made its way onto the floor. Delicious! We took the grandparents to the Airborne Museum and Braxton spent about an hour freaking people out by pretending he was a human statue along with the other mannequins there. Grandpa Denning told Braxton that he would take him to any restaurant that he wanted to go to and so he chose his favorite, Red Lobster. He ordered off of the adult menu and had the 1 1/2 lb King Crab Legs and ate every bit of it. We celebrated Braxton's birthday yesterday afternoon at our Army Base's ice skating rink. What a blast! And the best part about it is that it was the most relaxing party that we have done. No games, no mess, not much money, mom is happy. Life is good!
