The birthday boy woke up and we soon left for a little trip to get doughnuts. This is a big deal. It’s a special occasion kind of thing. Gates Doughnuts is a long-standing local place…they make the best here in town.
I quickly learned he doesn’t like fire on his doughnut. Noted…we won’t do this on his cake later. Poor guy wants to be a firefighter, but does not like burning candles. He recovered quickly, though…
Lots of this happened this weekend.
Then the party began…and here was the incredible cake.
These are a few of my favorite people here in Corpus. They helped throw this party by bringing food and great gifts. Love them.
And to the end the night…Sam got another bag of great
weapons to hit Gigi tools. He was so pumped about the ratchet set. Yes, he knows what it is. What an awesome gift…but a few of them have been confiscated til age 8. Or 18.
Happy Birthday sweet Sambo! You inspire me, challenge me, make me think, love your family, make us laugh, and have more spunk, determination, and fun inside that little body of yours. We love you, are thankful for you, and look forward to a terrific third year.
It was a perfect celebration for you, Sambo. However you were very aware of the one giant obvious hole…Daddy. BUT, we have made it through one more holiday, one more birthday, one more week and milestone, as we count down until we see him.
The hole is still very obvious to me. Babe, you were greatly missed and I ached you couldn’t be here to build with your little toolman.
70 more days til you can.