My Bubba will turn 14 on Thursday, and his birthday party was this afternoon.
This was cake #2. The first one--well, let's just say it turned out less than perfect.
Presents! Cash is always good . . .
And a necklace . . .
And a new phone! Something about his old phone didn't swim very well or something.
My little Jon was there. I don't care if he is 25. He'll always be my little Jon.
Monique and her baby. Just look at that grin!
Oh, and a couple of the girls ended up in the mudhole. I didn't see it happen, just heard a big splash, so I can't testify as to what transpired. I just know they were awfully cold and nasty-looking!
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