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Silas Smith is Six!

My love of alliteration has officially been passed to my eldest son. When I became a Smith, I loved the Big S, and he was so excited this week to excel at using it too:
Silas C. Smith the Super Star Student with a Six Stinker Cake!
Here's how I'd describe my boys pros and cons-

Silas- Sassy, Smart and Sensitive
Levi - Simple, Strong and Silly (extra Special too!)
Roman - Sweet, Spicy and Sly
Luca - Sunny, steady, and somewhat spoiled ;)

In keeping the S's going, Silas turned six and decided he wants to be a Spy when he grows up!  The strong willed first born is beyond a gift to our family. He fiercely loves his family and friends, and he'll seek assurance of all things good in this world!
Happy Birthday Si-man!

We have three new members of our family, Orca, Webby and Cake (a Beta fish and two snails respectively)
I found out my hubby never ever had a pet! I think all these boys could have stared at our new friends all night!

Southeastern Train Museum was extra Spring Break fun for all!








A best buddy joined us at Main Event for the bday celebration!

Birthday Boy got the highest score!



Roman is now the toy builder and train track maker!

Loved our birthday balloons

Growing up fast

His new favorite thing is to remain in "umbra" clothes

Requested a banana split this year!

And a school cake that fit the theme of the year!
We love you Silas Smith!
~Coffee CubBuster

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