Wes's birthday.
He turns the momentous age of OLD today, and I'm very proud of him, for he only shed a few silent tears when he awoke this morning and bid farewell to the age of YOUNG.
Here is a photo of the man of the house when he was just a wee bairn...
Okay fine, that's not him. I don't actually have a photo of
my husband when he was a baby. This is however, exactly what
he would have looked like... because this is his son, his mini-me, Jarom.
(Did I have any of you fooled???)
So CUTE!
So to continue on in the honour of the day, I have put together my version of an acrostic poem. Don't judge me if it's badly done... my blog, my rules. If you can figure out what I'm spelling here, congratulations, you are... like, super smart or something.
For Wesley Bryan Prepchuk, on your birthday:
W is for Wesley, which also happens to be your name.
E is for Everybody loves you (it's true, I asked around).
S is for Snore, you have been known to do it on occasion (and everyday in between).
I is for Ice cream, ice cream, we all scream for ice cream (okay that has nothing to do with you. Ice cream is pretty good stuff though).
S is for Salsa, which you really like to eat. Or maybe it was dance...? I can't quite remember...
O is for Old, which is how many years you are today.
L is for Laugh, you make me do it every day (sometimes even intentionally).
D is for Dinosaurs, all of which are older than you (does that make you feel any better?)
Happy Birthday Wes, we love you lots, hope you have a great day... don't forget to kick back and relax.
Who are we kidding, you could never forget to do something so important.
:)