Seriously? He's 7 years old? I'm getting so old......sigh. It was a great day. Milo woke up at 7:02 am (he tells me the exact time every single morning!). He opened Malia's door, as he always does, woke her up, as he always does, and got the party going! They started screaming, woke Jesse up (Grrrrrrrr....) and went down to Nana's for pancakes. Thank you Nana for giving Milo 7 scoops of ice cream before 8am! Boy was he hyper. After school we opened a couple of presents, went to Classic Skating, ate pizza in the car, ate dippin dots at Trafalga, opened more presents, and headed home. What a fun day! He said it was the best birthday EVER! Love you cowboy!