Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Happy Birthday (Not So) Lil' Spitfire

Four years ago yesterday my "baby" was born. Born into this world an angelically calm infant who grew to earn nicknames like Lil' Spitfire and Payback. Four years of equal parts pull-your-hair-out-and-scream ornery and dimpled-misty-eye-inducing sweetness. Four years old has always seemed the age to me that children fully lose their babiness, completely evacuate the realm of toddlerhood and start being little kids. Welcome to kid-dom bitty, I look forward to your next year of antics!


He wanted a party with frogs and bowling so frogs and bowling it was. Grandma and Grandpa drove the long road to partake in the festivities. *WARNING* Aunt Sarah, you will want to avert your eyes...supermarket cupcake cake coming up in 3...2...1...


This was pretty much Lil' Spitfire's expression the entire evening. The mark of a successful birthday party!

1 comment:

  1. Cup Cake Cake (patooie)! Well that's what I get for not being able to come. We missed being able to be there, but we can't wait to see you all soon! Happy Birthday Jack! Your Aunt Sarah loves you!

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