He chose to have a "Butler" party.
Naturally, he didn't want the Butler "B" on the cake.
He wanted the Grizzly.
I stress myself out every year.
Over the birthday cake.
I may have mentioned that before.
I can't remember.
It's ridiculous really.
But I just want the birthday kid to be excited about their cake.
And I am not an artist.
At all.
But I don't want to pay the money for someone else to do the cake.
So I stress myself out.
And do it myself.
So here's my version of the Butler Grizzly.
He's showing 5.
4 fingers on one hand.
Plus one big foam finger on the other.
In the chair.
In front of the presents.
In Grandpa's pick-up.
So excited for my little man.
And the new experiences he will have as a 5 year old.
At the same time.
So sad to see my baby growing up.
Quitting now.
Or I will wake up my hubby.
Who is snoring next to me on the couch.
With the sobbing that will take place.
If I dwell on all of this any longer.
Happy birthday, Jobie Bear.
Your momma loves you so very much.
3 comments:
:-) What an adorable little man! Moments in life like birthdays and losing teeth always make me teary eyed. Hate that they grow up so fast!
Someone small just crawled up on my lap and said, "Hey! Dat's Jobie!" :)
Your cake looks GREAT! Seriously! I think it's a perfect grizzly!
And that is an awesome bike. Can't wait to see him riding it! :) Happy Birthday to my favorite 5 year old!
I may have gotten a little teary reading this post. Happy birthday to a happy Jobie! Can't wait to see the bike riding around the neighborhood.
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