Mother

Four

You princess charmant, you red admiral
Thank you for picking all those honeysuckle to sustain our broken winged friend yesterday
Today is your day of power!
I know you will use it wisely, have fun magic eyes. xoxo

 

 

Seven?!!

(with one blow)

Happy Birthday my little scientist! xoxox

 

Heart

I'm carrying something for you

I'm carrying, can't help it


Happy Birthday, this reminded me of you xoxox

I love you me

Birthday greetings, bottle of wine!

Happy Golden Birthday!

You can learn a lot of things from the flowers
For especially in the month of June
There's a wealth of happiness and romance
All in the golden afternoon

Here's to your day little funny one! 
I love you and your smiling, sunshine golden face!

Black Panthah!

Happy Birthday to the little boy who posted "T'Challa" on my work desk. 
Minus one tooth, plus another year.
I love you!!

Saturday mood!

HBD Sunny boy #9, #9, #9...!

I'll stop the world and melt with you

You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time.

Seam ripper

It made it easier
For taking the stitching out
It made it easier
For taking the stitching out now
She was a seam ripper
She love to rip that thread
It took her so long to get it out
But she got it out

She had a tweezer

It took her half way there

She had a tweezer

It took her half the way there, now

She was a seam ripper

She love to rip that thread

It took her so long to get it out

But she got it out

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

It's such a leisure

She has one on her night stand

It's such a leisure

She has one on her night stand, now

She was seam ripper

Stitchin' picker, yeah

It took her so long to get it out

But she got it out

Seam ripper, seam ripper, yeah

Seam ripper, seam ripper, yeah

Super Blue Blood Moon Birthday!

Love and safety wishes wishes wishes

HBD Shea Buttah!

I hope all your dreams come true!

To commemorate, here's a little Holy Shit for Holy Shit Tuesdays, the Birthday edition--

Later, during the post-war boom, other American companies (notably General Mills) developed this idea further, marketing cake mix on the principle of convenience, especially to housewives. When sales dropped heavily in the 1950s, marketers discovered that the cake in a box rendered the cake-making function of housewives relatively dispiriting. This was a time when women, retired from the war-time labor force, and in a critical ideological period in American history, were confined to the domestic sphere and oriented towards the freshly blossoming consumerism in the US.^[9] In order to compensate for this situation, the marketing psychologist Ernest Dichter ushered in the solution to the cake mix problem: frosting.^[10] Since making the cake was so simple, housewives and other in-home cake makers could expend their creative energy on cake decorating inspired by, among other things, photographs in magazines of elaborately decorated cakes.

Ever since, cake in a box has become a staple of supermarkets, and is complemented with frosting in a can.

-per wikipedia

The cake mix problem was solved by frosting.  I'm in shock.

It's Digestible!  Uh?

See? Problem Solved.

Birthday Wishes