And Now He's Fwee

Burpay bwekfast.

Pizza was his choice for supper (super convenient since we have it every Saturday night anyway) followed up by cake-funfetti, of course.

Loosening up in my old age, I put the candles right on the whole cake rather than just on his piece. A little spit never killed anyone, eh? I know. These poor kids....

Yum yum. Spitty cake wiff chocowat ice cweam.

His siblings spent the day wrapping up all the toys in the house to give him. Oh look! Wow! It's all the junk I already own and leave all over the floor! Cool.
Since he's just fwee, he didn't mind.
Now onto the real gifts. While the vultures starving for new toy prey kids looked on.

Checking out his loot.
A snuggle with Pwee-ya (Priya) who came over with her brother Sanjay for a burpay slumber party.
Stryder followed poor Priya around like a little puppy dog. Pwee-ya, Pwee-ya.
Tyden and his main man Sanjay. Tyden is 3 months older. Sanjay is 3 inches taller.

Stryder, I hope you had a very happy birthday!! I love you so much!! You are smiley and funny and cute and clever and independent and feisty. The way you talk and the things you say make me laugh and laugh. You're really handsome with your soft creamy skin and golden sun kisses. I am so glad you were born! It is a privilege for me to spend my days with you, my favowit fwee year old. May God bless you always son.