My 91-year-old mother is sitting next to Gayland as the assembled clan eats, drinks and talks.
My daughter and her husband, two of my three brothers and nephews and grandchildren helped celebrate the day.
Then we all attended Gavin's play at his pre-school. He was a scarecrow.
He remembered all his gestures.
He liked his costume.
It was a good day.
And we all attended Curran's piano recital.
He was very poised and calm.
He played his piece accurately and well.
Next came Gavin's "graduation" from preschool, which made his Mom and Dad a little teary-eyed.
It was a serious occasion for Gavin.