Today, Bubbles turns eleven. How in the world is it possible that my beautiful baby boy is suddenly eleven?
Startin’ ’em off young FTW.
Since this is his weekend at his dad’s, we had his birthday supper last night: Spaghetti with meat sauce and chocolate cake with chocolate frosting (and the Heath bits leftover from Tuesday night’s Pampered Chef party). After he opened his presents, we cleaned up and put the boys to bed before settling in for an episode of Star Trek: Voyager. It was a good night, and I hope his day and night today will be just as fun.
I love you, Bubbles. ❤
Do you have any family traditions surrounding birthdays? If so, share ’em below, and don’t forget to stop by Charnele’s blog and check out her birthday pictures – you won’t regret it!
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Suddenly they all died. The end. 
I share your pain. My little projectile vomiter was only two feet tall a few weeks ago. In a couple of months she’ll be twenty. Did I sleep too long one night?
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Apparently, though I think I must have done the same.
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