Okay, I know most of you think he is some sort of deranged boss of our family now, but I should have added that he is a VERY helpful clothes folder and he does a good job of it. Learning how to wash his clothes will obviously be in his future, especially since I can't keep up with the demand!(Also, for some unknown reason, he has only 1 pair of jeans, that he really, really loves!)On another note, he is turning 5 today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUG! He was even born on Martin Luther King, Jr., day 5 years ago so it's his true birthday. We will be celebrating in the cul de sac with the neighborhood kids and anyone else who wants to come by. I've begged him to let me make his cake and he's been opposed, so we made some cupcakes which will be served with individual sized cups of Blue Bell Ice Cream (and after he went to bed, I started on the cake!)!
Since most of you have no use for the following information, feel free to drop off now, but I thought for his special day, I'd remind him of how he became known as "Bug." When I headed back to work (he was 12 weeks), my awesome Mom left her home in Washington State to watch our baby boy. To help break up their day, we sent them to "The Little Gym." The youngest class is "Funny Bugs" and they would always sing this cute song about being Bugs -- he loved it, it always soothed him, and because he was in the class at just 3 months old, he was in the "Bugs" class for a really long time. So we call him Bug. Although I realize this nickname probably has an expiration date for out in public name calling, he'll always be my favorite Bug.
