Birthday Boy

Papa (that's Daddy's grandpa) celebrated his 86th birthday with us last weekend. I turned 20 months the day before, so I thought it appropriate to share (a.k.a take over) his celebration. 

I know it's not for me, but Yay!, a blueberry muffin!

Applause for blowing out Papa's candle (and being cute.)

Let me try this first and make sure it's good.

OK, I'll use my (play) knife to cut a piece for Papa. After all, it's HIS birthday, not mine.

Thanks for giving me your half, Papa.

The birthday boy loves me, and I love him right back.