Photo 365 #195

We had Seymour’s birthday supper last night, even though his birthday was Monday.  It was pretty good, even if I did mess up the chicken a little bit.

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My candle placement skills are improving; last year’s design wasn’t nearly so impressive.

And the kids thought I’d run out of candles.  Ha! 😀

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Photo 365 #36

Bubbles is a goofy boy:

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This is one of his other birthday gifts.  Apparently he’s pretty excited about the prospect of going hunting in a couple of years.  I was excited that I caught this silly expression on film (in a manner of speaking, anyway).

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Photo Friday: Birthdays!

Today, Bubbles turns eleven.  How in the world is it possible that my beautiful baby boy is suddenly eleven?

Startin' 'em off young FTW.

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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Twenty-one…

Oh, twenty-one, that eagerly-anticipated age of majority.  I’m actually not sure which age young people look forward to more, eighteen or twenty-one.  Both ages are ages of majority – at eighteen you can vote and smoke and get your driver’s license if, for some reason, you don’t have it already (because, believe it or not, I know a few other people who finished high school without one).  But at twenty-one, you can legally drink, and I know many people who anticipate this event with as much, if not more, excitement than the ability to drive.