Parker, we've been celebrating you even before that special day in April, 9 years ago. It began with an early morning basketball game for Dad and then a sod-laying party at Grandpa Spencer's new house. We welcomed you to the world at 2:52 pm. Of course, at that time, you didn't have a name yet. When Dallin came to meet you at the hospital later, we asked him the question, "should we name him Logan or Parker?" His response, "Pa - tr."
We agreed.
Happy Birthday Parker
aka "Park-Man," "Parker Parker," "Parker P," or "Little Blonde Bomber"
We love you!
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| 1 week old |
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| 1 year old |
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| 2 years old |
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| 3 years old (you learned how to signal '3' just like a basketball referee!) |
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| 4 years old | |
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| 5 years old | |
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| 6 years old & full of kisses for sister |
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| Turning 6 was also the year of the birthday fishing trip; we tried at the Resevoir but ended up catching one later at a stocked pond. You loved the catching part, but wiggled just like the fish at the rest of it! This one was part of dinner! | | |
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| 7 years old |
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| 8 years old |
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| 8 was also the birthday of the Poem Play for 2nd Grade. You recited & acted out several poems on your own & with classmates: "Scary Book," "Jabberwocky," "Spaghetti," & "The Gettysburg Address." Some other favorites to recite were "1492," "Don't Quit," & "A Poem In My Pocket" |
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| 9 years old |
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| 9 was also the birthday of the soccer game. You got to open your gifts in time to play with them a bit before your game. You played the 1st half as goalie, then finished the game as mid-fielder. Afterward you enjoyed a dinner of fettucini alfredo with shrimp, a vegetable that I can't remember right now, IBC Root Beer (from Lincoln), & mud pie for dessert. |
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