A Three-Year-Old and His Tobacco

I have a little buddy at church named, Sullivan who is having a birthday tomorrow. If you ask him, he will tell you that he's turning four or even five, but he will be three. For the past year he's been telling his parents that for his birthday he wanted a backhoe. I saw him at church last night and he excitedly told me about his early birthday present...

"I gotta backhoe!"
However, in his cute little almost-three-year-old voice it sounded like...

"I got tobacco!"

Nothing says "Happy 3rd Birthday" like tobacco.

Happy Birthday, Sullivan.

Birthdays Done the Big Doofus Way

My wife is pretty handy with making the cakes. In fact, she takes the cake!!!

Thank you.
Thank you very much.
I'll be here all week.
Johnson, party of five, your table is ready.
Try the veal.
Don't forget to tip your waitresses.

But anyway...there are times when we're rushed to get to an event but we NEED A CAKE. So, what do you do? I don't bother with those over-priced store bought cakes when I can find something really nice while I'm on the road.

In fact here's a picture from one of our recent family events. Notice how careful Miss Sniz is with the knife and how my oldest daughter is learning from her technique (yes, we counted it toward Home School Credit--Home Ec 101.)

This was a birthday that no one would forget.