Fourteen. I just can’t believe that Zach is 14. Of course, he’s taller and bigger than any of us…and is hitting all the puberty milestones…so I guess I shouldn’t be so shocked…but I am. Sigh. I am old. We had a small family party with donuts instead of cake – Zach won’t eat cake. For some reason I didn’t take pictures of his presents…that’s not usually like me. But we had a good time and he only blew out the candles four times…(he likes to do that over and over again). Happy birthday, my angel. See photos in the gallery.