We celebrated both early and late because Shane was on a Boy Scout camp out on his actual birthday. The week before he turned 13, he had a few friends out for some beach time and cake.
The actual day of his birthday, we ate an entire bucket of ice cream. I though for sure Mark would die from a sugar overdose in the middle of the night, but I slapped some DigestZen by DoTerra on his feet and belly, and surprisingly, he lived. Maybe there is something to that essential oil thing.
And then yesterday, August 30th, I finally found the perfect present for him: A drone!
The drone has been so much fun. It was a perfect way to get back into a TJEd way of school today. Shane is spending his structured learning time researching the history and uses of the drone. This mama is happy!
