Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.


Happy Birthday Hot Rod!

About this time seven years ago, I was under the knife and my blond-headed bundle of joy was being ripped from my uterus. Soon after, Army of Dad helped the doctors locate a missing sponge before they sewed me up again.

He was the busiest child while in the womb and he is still one of the wildest children on the planet. Here he is stabbing his brother with his new Captain Jack Sparrow sword from LabKat.

I would like to put in a request now for my own Jack Sparrow sword. *if you're thinking filthy, that was not my original intent, but while my mind is in the gutter, THAT sounds like a good idea, too*

Nothing like licking the beaters and that yummy cupcake batter residue to make a boy happy.

We played at Chuck E. Cheese for an hour and went to see Over the Hedge. Shortly, we're going to watch his dad ref a soccer game and treat him to a special Hooters birthday supper.

I love you, sweetness.


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