I've been so scattered that I even forgot to mention Kickbaby turned one year old in May. (Of course I'm an excellent mother.)We went to Florida for the weekend and he ate, with gusto and determination, at least 10 percent of Pensacola's beach sand.
This, then, seemed like the most appropriate birthday cake I could make...
Happy late-posted birthday, Kickbaby. And because he's not really a baby anymore, I am (also belatedly) going to have to re-name him – just for blog purposes! I'll let you know...
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