So somebody very special has a birthday in our household today.
No, not my dog.
This guy:
{And for all practical purposes, I am referring to him as Sugar Cakes today}
Happy Birthday Sugar Cakes!
I hope that your 9,855th day of your life is all that it is cracked up to be and more.
I am so excited to celebrate your existence this evening.
I Love You Boo.
PS. Lord knows that I had the most difficult time shopping for you this time around.
I promise after we return all of the unnecessary and not appropriately sized items I bought you-
we will get ya somethin’ good.
Apparently my gift buying skills have left the building.
PPS. Speaking of my lack of gifts-A dear friend of mine told me that I should surprise you with a baby for your birthday.
Then I remembered I would have to have one in my belly to do that, and well guess what?
There was nothin’ there.
Guess I’ll have to work on that one for next year.
May need your help though.
Just sayin 😉
PPPS. If ya’ll want to leave some birthday love for my man please do so.
And by that I mean strictly leaving a comment.
Any extra love and I may have to come after you 😉
But seriously-that would be sweet of you. Almost as sweet as the cake I am about to eat.
{And maybe this will have him overlook the fact that I sucked at buying presents?}
{A little pre-birthday celebration last evening with our new favorite food group-Cake Pops}
