Aaron Turns 10


I still remember the birth of Aaron and how worried I was about not knowing how to take care of him. Contrast that to today, when I let him ride his bike to the neighborhood game shop a few miles away to play Pokemon League with his friends, and didn't think twice about it. A lot can happen in ten years.

Aaron celebrated his birthday with a dozen friends at Cloud Cap Games, a place he loves to hang out most Saturday mornings (see above) and which Meg knows the owner well. We used to live on the same street as the shop, but we moved shortly after they opened their doors. Aaron and his friends played games; feasted on pizza, homemade cake, and ice cream; opened presents, and made a ton of noise.

It's hard to brag too much about Aaron, since I'm his dad and he is my first-born, as it comes off the wrong way. But I really enjoy Aaron. I love spending time with him. I like playing games with him (usually he is a good sport, but he still has his moments when he quits because he knows he won't win). He accompanies me to Trail Blazer games. I admire how he shows off his personality without worrying about what others think of him.

Aaron graciously sat in front of the camera for a few minutes to capture some of his personality and answer a few questions.

Comments

  1. Skip and Emma Booren9:07 PM

    Michael,

    I very much appreciate your sharing these interviews. They are priceless and will gain extortion value as the years go on. ;>)

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