Because The Buster’s Birthday was on a Wednesday, and Buds was out of town on his birthday, we started his birthday on Wednesday, and carried it through the weekend.
There were some presents to open on his birthday, and it was a bit of a present to see Dad all dressed up as he prepared to fly out on a business trip. That alone made the day memorable.
The best fun of the whole week was Uncle Zach and his strawberry misadventure. He was a great sport.
Uncle Z Eats A Strawberry
Now, since I’m writing this up on June 23rd, two months post-birthday, as I’m sitting in our home between potential buyers on Open House Day, I’m going to have to let the pictures tell the story, because I can’t remember the whole story.
Our first attempt at fondant.
Sweet-faced birthday boy.
Working over the fondant.
It takes a steady hand.
Dad had to step in for this creation.
Tools of the trade.
Working and thinking so hard.
The final touches on the cake.
The birthday lunch as chosen by the boy.
A sooth-me all to himself.
Traveling in style.
The Birthday Bag from Grandma Iowa
Birthday Burpees at CrossFit Fairfax.
Birthday Luncheon #2
The gift from Monkey.
What do you think?
I can devour these books!
Presents, presents, presents.
Farm Museum for another birthday treat.
Make believe is the best!
Yessa Ingalls Wilder
Buster’s Birthday Present to himself.
Much loved Buster on his 9th birthday. That about sums it up.