The Best Birthday Ever

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That's not the sheet cake I expected to get, but upon arriving at the Walmart bakery with my babies, I decided to let them decide what cake to get. And this was it. And they got to decide what the cake said.

They wanted to eat at Wendy's and so that's where we went. Afterwards, we went to Walmart, chose the cake and I bought a few other things. What a miracle it was that I stuck to the short list and qualified for the 20 items or less line. This is a rarity for me at SuperWalMart. But I did it.

The kids each chose a candle - both a number three. And when we got home I let them put the candles on the cake. It ended up looking like this:




I lit the candles, gave my daughter the camera and they were waiting on me to blow out the candles. I just sat there. "I'm ready, Daddy!" exclaims my girl with the digicam in front of her face.

"Where's my song?"

They sang me happy birthday in unison. And it was the sweetest, bestest thing ever. Thinking about it now as I type makes my eyes watery. Folks, I love the SHIT out those kids. I mean, I just love the SHIT out them. aye!

I did the whole blow-the-candle-out bit in slow motion to make sure my daughter felt like she captured a good pic ... and it's a cute one. I'm crossing my fingers and my cheeks are puffed out.

Then we all had a piece of cake and some milk.

I got them bathed, teeth were brushed, prayers were said ... and my babies are sound asleep as I tell the whole world ...

This was the best birthday I EVER had.