this month my little guy turns 4... and today is his rootin'-tootin' cowboy party, so you know what that means.
cowboy cake pops.
these guys were a lot of fun. it's always a happy thing when something you envision actually turns out. it's hilarious that both my mom and some friends said these pops actually look like my kid. if that was intentional, then i'm really good. yeah, it's not. but still cracks me up.
i must say that though this age had its hurdles, i am so grateful for the gift of my son. he is a really great little person, with a kind heart and a hilarious sense of humor. i can't believe he's growing so fast. we are blessed. and i am so glad he's mine.
happy birthday, buddy.