Best Birthday Ever – In Photos

Our day started out pretty good.

Then it became the Best Day Of Auggie’s Life:

OMG, I get french fries?! REALLY???

Yes, really.

Then I made a cake.

It looks really good.

I was going to try it, but then I remembered the peanut butter jar I used is the one specifically marked “DOG.” The one I put a knife in, scoop up peanut butter, stick inside of Auggie’s nasty slobbery goopy Kong, and then plunge back into the jar. Yeah, I don’t think I want to try it.

He’s THREE. So I lit three candles.

Ta-daaaaa!

MMMMMM!!!

Blow out the candles, Auggie!

Cutting him a piece…

I made him wait for it. ON HIS BIRTHDAY. I’m horrible.

NOM CAKE

ALL GONE!

I put half in the freezer and the remainder of the other half into the fridge for him to snack on throughout the week. THAT’S A LOT OF CAKE.

Happy third birthday, my little guy.