We didn't get to celebrate with Grandmom and Pop Shane yet, and Saturday was Pop's birthday, so that means more parties!
We only went with four candles this time, because 10 seemed like overkill. But this isn't helping Mom, who keeps insisting that I'm only 8 years old still.
But Pop's cake was even worse. He keeps telling everyone he's 39, and I'm pretty sure that isn't right. I mean, Dad is older than that. Pop looks pretty good for an old guy, but I still think that number might be a little low.
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