Today, my sweet Bubba-la turned 13.
We celebrated as a family with dinner at Costa Vida, followed by presents and cake (which he didn't even eat because he was too full of Costa Vida nachos).
It was all pretty low-key, but Adam thought it was awesome. He kept spontaneously hugging me or Brad and thanking us for making his birthday so great. All his hugging reminded me of when he was a baby--Adam was my only snuggler, and he would burrow his little face into anybody who'd pick him up. I mentioned that to him, and he got all teary-eyed and hugged me again. I'm so glad some character traits survive the Entrance Into Teenagerhood.