This past weekend our Lil'B woke up. She walked into my bedroom, stumbled upon a trash bin containing princess birthday hats. In toddler-logic, I can completely understand how appealing these pink little things can be. But I was seriously trying to toss them out.
Lil'B grabbed one, threw it on her head and said, "HHHHHHHAAAAAAAPPPPPPPYYYYYYY!" To which I followed it with, "Birthday to..."
She didn't even skip a beat putting in the name of her stuffed bear. So happy belated birthday to Fuzzy. We hope he enjoyed watching Lil'B eat a blueberry muffin shaped like a mini-bunt cake in honor of his special day.