Sam is Six

Hey, did you hear?

  

Sam turned six last week!  This is him the morning of his 2,190th day of life. 

[Yeah, sorry for the up-close; I think he has a mouthful of oatmeal here.  And impetigo in his nose. 

We went to the doctor.  It’s better now.]

 

So, to celebrate his turning six, Mama put together an impromptu birthday party for Sam….with one day notice.  We’ll just say his birthday kinda crept up.  Luckily, his friends were not already booked for a wild Wednesday night out.

Poor 4th born.  It was his first “friends” party, ever.  He had to wait six years for it.

His requests were simple.  He wanted to invite specific friends to play and have hot dogs and ice cream cake.  His cake from DQ was a not-too-badly drawn SpongeBob SquarePants yelling in green icing,

“Happy Birthday Sam!” 

Here is good buddy Sauce/Josh with Sam and, yes, they had been drinking:  

Strawberry Kiwi V8 Splash,

another one of Sam’s specifications. 

   

Things got a little crazy, so of course they all had fun.

Sam was happy to have his first party.  

 

And now I realize it’s been a week since I got around to sharing it with you. 

Poor 4th born.