We recently celebrated the birthday of my son, London. One of the names I call him is “kiddo.” I won’t go into some of the other names because they belonged to a real kid. London just joined the ranks of the teenagers. Oh joy.
That’s him being cool without trying to look like he’s trying to be cool. Teenagers are funny. We had cousins Kira and Alanna over to do GattiLand and later the ice cream and cake ritual. Oh, and in the middle of all that, we played dog sitters to Lady, the mini-pooch of Misty’s friend Kiri. Da Krib was a full house and it was raucous, but we had fun. See some of the photos below.
