Happy Birthday!

Noah is eight years old today. Although he is suppose to stay in his room until 7:30 it was just too tempting to get up, sneak out of bed and out in the living room to see what would be awaiting him. He stopped dead in his track: "Wow, I did not expect this many gifts!"
Then began the waiting, and more waiting, and more waiting. Beautifully wrapped, large boxes beckoned his attention, and he had to wait!
Finally, the rest of the Severinghaus' woke up, but then it was time for breakfast. Noah requested Swedish pancakes which were devoured while reading the comics and putting forth the very best arguments for a change in tradition -open presents in the morning rather than waiting til after dinner.
Half a dozen pancakes later, we were convinced and Noah set out to open gifts. There were ohs, and ahs, and wows, and cool - and he did not stop smiling, he was grinning from ear to ear and he uncovered Legos, Remote control Helicopter, a Kite, a Airplane Model, and the coolest gift of all: Dad's hand made shooting targets.
Once all the gifts were opened, Noah put his hands to his head in bewilderment -which things should I play with first? What a difficult decision......
Happy Birthday, Noah Markus!