4 years old
Happy birthday to our little Chub. It seems like you were just a baby, and suddenly you’re a big boy. You’re strong and fiery and independent, but you love to snuggle and kiss and give sloppy puppy licks when you’re really happy. You make us laugh more with each year of your sweet life, and you also make us relearn over and over again all we thought we knew about raising kids–because the rules are just different with you. I wonder what you’ll be someday, and I know I have to just stand back and watch you go. Happy birthday, Cashy Boy. May all your dreams come true. š
Happy Birthday to Cash! You had a nice Birthday and did Zia help make the beautiful cake? Wow! Nice cake colors topped off with a great root beer float!
Yep–Zia REALLY wanted us to make that rainbow-batter cake, so she talked Cash into it. All he cared about was the sprinkles part:) Everyone helped a lot (except Dadda–he just helped eat it). š š š
Yummy!!!! Cashey’s cake looks very good and Zia’s cake looked good too!! Lucky she likes to bake, Grandpa’s a good cake baker, too š luv, mom
P.S. DL was the same way, had to stand back and watch him go!!!! š
Yes, I think I learned that from you. (I still have to stand back and watch David go, BTW:)
Hope your birthday was a happy one Cash. And yours too Zia. That cake looks so yummy I almost took a bite out of the computer/ ha Happy first day of school Zia.