First, we surprised him on Friday at school with Jeff as the "secret reader" in class. He read Tony and the Pizza Champions and we passed out cupcakes that looks liked little pizzas - made entirely of sugar and candy (yikes).
Marco's birthday lunch on Saturday was sushi (of course!) where we had a star sighting of his first grade teacher. She sent him an ice cream treat, which is pretty much like the President sending you a drink at a bar.
Then, we dragged a gaggle of boys (and cousin Lucy) to the Globetrotter's game. The kids were the perfect age to enjoy the overstated humor, loud music and ball tricks. Better yet, we did it in style. A friend from school (thanks Trevor!) offered us his company's box for the night.
The boys had a blast! We had a pretty good time too, I must say. Being rich for two hours never felt so good.
Don't believe an 8-year old could be so lucky? Here's the proof:
