My Baby is 9

Well, it happened. Owen turned nine. He had a beautiful Marylandesque day in the weather department which is exactly what he needed so he could run off some of that birthday energy!

One of the best presents he got was from Aunt Jenny and Uncle Kirk - the money in a maze cube kept Owen busy for a good portion of the morning.

Assessing the situation

Still working at it

We had dinner and cake at another American family's house (the O'Donnell's) as part of a "Welcome to England" party for the family we sponsored (the Andrews) who just arrived on Friday. It's been a whirlwind weekend and Owen has graciously agreed to postpone his party with friends until after our trip to Scotland and after our visitors have departed. In the meantime, we will celebrate with a lot of cake once all of the US ClanMcCarter have arrived because it was just Gran's birthday, Aunt Vic's birthday will occur when we are in Scotland and my birthday is at the end of July. Phew!

Now if the USA can beat Brazil in the Confederation Cup, Owen's birthday will be complete.