Or 2 years and 29 days, but whatever.
We decided to celebrate Bubbalu's birthday a bit late because:
- we had Lil Chick 4 days before his birthday
- his Mama is neurotic and can't have a birthday party for her boy without making him a truck cake
- half the family was in Winthrop for Shane and Joanie's wedding (which we actually made it to!)
- he wouldn't know any different or care as long as he got to tear into presents and nosh on cake
Opening an alphabet puzzle (which he has almost mastered!) :
A 'TEEE-RUCK!' rug:
Hmmm, what's in here:
Nice look, Daddy. Your head looks HUGE:
The cowboy hat is for Bubbalu to wear when riding the stick horse he got for Christmas. Here he is a week ago tearing up the living room on his horse:
I love my little cowboy. I almost bought him cowboy boots, but Lance vetoed that notion. Apparently they weren't "necessary" and there was mention of some ridiculous fact that we don't live on a farm or ranch.
Once again, WHATEVER. I still think he looks adorable:
Little People stuff always a BIG hit, provided you can untie all those arthritic-inducing twisties:
And yes, the picture is blurry, but Auntie Beppa and Uncle Dusta gave him another Little People Police car a few days later to add to his collection:
And Mama and Papa bought Bubbalu his first official Radio Flyer tricycle, since his scuttle bug scooter is now way too small for him:
He's our own little LIFE photo come to, well, life.
It was (of course) raining, so on with his rain coat and Daddy helped him on his inaugural ride down the front path:
Happy Birthday darlin, we love you...