It's my birthday, I've got a birthday suit, and I'm gonna getcha.
Make that 2 birthday suits... Logan's mother has this nasty habit, which I indulged since she did so much work throwing a party for us.
It's 5 o'clock somewhere...
A whole slew of people here, young and old alike...
Logan ponders his carrot-cake-smashing future. "Why's mine so small?"
Lo was a little skeptical about being
encouraged to destroy something. Maybe that takes some of the fun out of it.
He finally came around...
It was a great time, and Logan got a ton of great gifts.
Thanks everyone.
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