It's Uncle Baby's 40th Birthday Yall......

I don't know about you but we had an awesome weekend. We went to a surprise birthday party for one of my favorite people ever......Uncle Baby!!

Course, that's not really his real name but it's what his sweet little 2 year old nephew call's him because he hasn't quite worked out how to say it properly yet. I think it's hilarious and I hope that he calls him that even when he grows up. That's sure to get a laugh out of me and everyone else around if some grown kiddo yells "Hey, Uncle Baby" across a parking lot somewhere. I can just see the looks now.......


This is Uncle Baby and his kiddo Cousin Four. Cousin Four of course has on his goofy gettin picture taken face. Prince and I are a little fond of them both but don't tell them......we wouldn't want it to go to their heads......




A pretty little niece trying to sneak a lil bite of icing. She's a be-yoot and looks a bit like Princess Jasmine to us. I hope that she always has an enchanted life like I do!! I see headaches for Mom and Dad down the road as they try to keep the hormonal hounds away from this girl. Better them than me I say........




Uncle Baby's amazing sister reading a list of "40 Things We love About Baby". Some were sweet and serious. Some a little sarcastic and funny. All in good fun though......




This is the little Prince-in-waiting that call's our fella Uncle Baby. I see Princess's in his future..........




And here's Uncle Baby all decked out in his beads, suave sunglasses and hat. You rarely see him without sunglasses so this was a must. Nobody made him "show" anything for the beads. There were kiddo's around for heaven's sake......




Happy birthday dude!! Welcome to the glorious forties. Aches and pains in places that you didn't even realize you have are headed your way. Gray hairs and son's that take girls riding in cars and then bring them home. One GREAT thing about getting older is that, you really care less and less what people think or say about you and you don't worry about as many things like traffic jams and burnt toast. A great tenderness for yourself and the world opens inside you and you find that you do belong to this time, to these people, to this earth, and to something that is both within and larger than all of it, something that sustains and holds us all.

We all love you and are considering keeping you around for 40 more years. Maybe longer if you behave. Personally, I wouldn't trade you for anything (but an red Aston Martin...sorry but everyone has a price buddy)..........


*****"Happy, happy birthday baby"*****


Steady On
Reggie Girl