
The picture below is from his 3rd birthday; it's one of my favorites. He ate Scooby Doo's nose on the cake which was jet black. There's no touch up on this picture, his tongue was really this black.

Where does all the time go? So here we are today and my sweet little angel has turned into an all-star, animal loving, star student, survivalist son. And what does this 100% boy want for a Birthday party? For us to drop he and his friends off in the woods, with only a pocket knife, and pick them up the next day and let them use their survival skills to survive (a sarcastic thank you goes out to "Survivor Man" and "Man vs. Wild"). I don't think so. So instead we compromised and had a Survivor Party where they could exercise their survival skills with adult supervision.
The boys, of course, found lots of frogs, toads, salamanders, and even a snake!
Then they had a race up a steep part of the mountain to determine who was "King of the Mountain". Duncan came in first with Bryson a close second. This picture is them catching their breath at the top.
Then it was time to try and make a fire so they could cook their dinner. Flint, magnesium, a pocket knife and a napkin were all they were allowed. The first few boys got fires started immediately, but we let them burn out because we wanted everyone to have a chance. That might have been a mistake. The napkins started absorbing humidity from the moist ground and they got hard to light. Finally, Bryson's friend, David, saved the day and got a raging fire going.
Then it was time for a dinner of hot dogs, chips, and carrots as well as a dutch oven cake cooked over the coals. It was delicious.
There were actually 2 pocket knife injuries all to the same kid, on the same finger! Front and back. Luckily nothing too serious (we confiscated the pocket knife after the second one so we could continue to make that claim).
Happy 10th Birthday Bryson!