I want to eat that candle,
Upon my birthday cake.
It's on fire and will burn
My tongue and not taste great.
But ah! My Basketball Cake!
(check out the M&M lacing, way to go Ruth)
Ah, his first`year has come and gone. We'll miss it so much. The crying at 5AM, the snot pouring from his nose, his refusal to eat in his high chair, or wear his Bears uniform, or Brewers uniform, or Mets...
But we will miss it, it is flying by: