Son-Day

The best part about today was not the sunshine, or birds tweeting, or final snowbanks melting. It was Carter. Whether he knew it or not, it was his day today. And he was busy.

We got to sleep in a bit since we had to go to 10:30 church instead of 8. Today was Youth Sunday and Carter got to be pastor for a day, sort of. He was listed in the bulletin as the "liturgist" so he had some speaking to do. It wasn't a huge deal since the younger kids helped lead a lot of segments -- like the prayers, creed, etc.

Still, he got to don the clergy robe and wear the cool wireless microphone he normally associates with the music concerts.

He was nervous before but he looks natural, doesn't he? Later he said it wasn't so bad.

He sits in the background with Pastor Jen listening to the "children's" skit. He can call them children when he is the old high schooler!

Here he is after the service with Pastor Josh, who somehow talked him into helping. There's no way he'd have done it if I asked!

Speaking of helping... Carter has actually done yard work the past two days. Normally, I don't think he'd do this unless there was a monetary reward involved. But he has it in his head he wants friends over for a birthday campfire one of these weekends and, if he wants to do that, we said he has to get the backyard in shape.

Today, he didn't even have to be told, he just went out there after church and got started.

Of course, it was a good way to get some exercise and some sunshine...

 

Plus, show off his pipes to anyone who may be looking ... or stalking him with a camera through the basement window!!

Later, when it was still Carter's Day, we had hubby's family over and celebrated Carter's birthday a few days early.

The thing about teen-hood is that there aren't many presents. It's just cards and that green stuff he can't get enough of.

We got him new baseball cleats -- the right size -- and a golf pass for one of the local courses he used quite a bit last year with a friend.

Here he is being an uncooperative scrapbook subject!

A little better but I think he is actually rolling his eyes.

Here I threw his familiar-looking cousin Colin in the photo to get them to smile, plus show why some people think they are brothers!

So what is that cake, you ask? It is actually called Chocolate Lasagna! Oh the yummy things you can find on the Internet these days!

Yes, it tasted as good as it looks. And surprisingly was not too rich. Just the right combination of yummy-ness. I will post the recipe in the coming days. I have some other variations in mind already.

Needless to say, between pizza and "lasagna," I am still full. I went for a short walk but now my body just thinks bed is a good idea. I won't even complain how loud those birds and frog and crickets are down by the creek. Sounds like spring to me!

Glad it could be part of my son-day.