What in the world can I possibly say about Bubs? When I was pregnant with him I said I was terrified of raising boys. I wasn't sure I could handle the pure chaos that is a boy child from either side of the family. I thought that the fighting and yelling and plotting worldwide destruction would probably do me in- and Josiah is exactly that. His creativity while wrecking the house is sometimes nothing short of awe-inspiring.
But I can handle it.
And I love my crazy Bubby! Happy birthday, little mister.
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He should drink Barq's, 'til it comes out of his ears!