Happy birthday sweet Casharoo! You're a big boy now! We started the day with waffles, Cash's favorite breakfast, and as you can see he still did not like us singing the birthday song. We played with some of Cash's new toys and then headed out on our mission for the day: to see a real firetruck. After going to three fire stations, I was starting to think that I needed to start a fire in my own house to get a response. Luckily we did not have to go to those extreme measures and we finally found a station with some firemen inside to give them the plate of cookies we baked. Thank goodness they offered to let Cash sit in the firetruck and he even let one of the nice firemen carry him around for a tour. He was so excited and grinned from ear to ear! Mission success!
After we got home, Brady presented Cash with his Fireman of the Year Award. We played outside some more and then went to Pei Wei, Cash's favorite restaurant, so he could eat rice with soy sauce and have some fortune cookies. That night, we attempted to sing Happy Birthday one last time and it was still a no go. Cash just pouted his sweet lips and then belted out his screams. We still love you baby even though you don't like our singing.
***Cash is fascinating with his tooshie these days. I can't tell you how many times a day I have to say, "Cash, get your hands out of your tooshie." The end result is that Cash is typically mooning you if you see him from the backside.
