The night before last, after we dined at EL Fenix, the resturant of Ricky's choice, we all came home for dessert. At my house, it's tradition to have homemade cake or cupcakes. Ricky opted for the cupcakes. (Scott made them for him, this year.) We began to sing Happy Birthday when my two year old, Allan, decided to join in. It was so halarious!! He doesn't know how to form sentences much less sing. He was "singing" at the top of his lungs, or shall I say screaming. The rest of us were laughing hysterically. Allan of course, thought is was his birthday. When it was time for Ricky to make a wish and blow out the candle, Allan took care of it for him. I hope Allan wished for something Ricky wanted.
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