The young wizard requested cinnamon rolls for breakfast.
At nine, Luke is into Harry Potter, bey blades, rip sticks, skate boards, gymnastics, soccer, tossing around a football, doing well in school, loving his dog, fishing, hunting, and picking on his sisters. He loves playing, loves God, and loves winning. Everything is a contest at this age. He is a delightful child and has a sensitive side opposite his spitwad spitting, practical joker side. He is boy through and through. He keeps us on our toes and doubled over laughing much of the time. I love this little man of mine.
Happy birthday, Lukester!