George is thirteen!!

My Georgie is a teenager. It seems like just yesterday when he was hanging out in his pumpkin seat at the coffee shop or strolling on the Monon. I remember reading all his favorite books and singing his favorite songs. He is such a neat person with a great sense of who he wants to be. Following in the tradition of birthday celebrations he got junk food presents and was thrilled!!!



Owen keeps his fingers crossed for luck looking for big money from George's lotto cards. Baba thinks thirteen is the perfect age for picking up his first vice. They won $2.00.