Happy Doo-Doo

Happy Doo-doo, Happy doo-doo...YAY!!! (clap, clap, clap!)

That's my son singing Happy Birthday to you.

My mother made a lovely dinner for us on Tuesday night so that she may give him his awesome birthday gifts (clothes, books, and a tricycle!) which was delicious (the dinner, not the trike) and when she brought the cake out, we started to sing, and he had the biggest smile on his face. He sang with us (his own rendition) and clapped when we clapped and blew out his #2 candle all by himself.
Lots of pictures, but guess what? The fifteen dollars I'm paying for the stupid internet access on my phone is going to hell, because the shit still doesn't work. (Oh, I feel a phonecall from me coming soon, they have told me four times that they would take care of it...)
So the cake face is being held hostage with the costume pics, only to be brought out by the devils at the Cell Phone Company from Hell.
I had to sing Happy doo-doo this morning while he brushed his teeth, it was the only way he would brush...
*sigh*
I feel I'll be singing happy doo-doo for a loooong time...