My superhero-loving grandson, Camden, turned seven years old last week. Seven!

On his first day at the lucky age, Camden sported seven in style:

Doesn't seven look grand on my silly, sweet superstar?

Seven also looks grand on my calendar, as only seven more days until I get to see Camden. And his brothers. Live and in person at my place.

Which means just seven more days until this grandma's in seventh heaven!

Lucky sevens, for sure!