So, my very talented mother-in-law, some may know her as Frannie, made this amazing cake. Fletch is still talking about it. As a matter of fact, I asked him if he had a tummy ache last night. His reply you ask: "Thomas cake?"
Here's the singing happy Birthday.
Claude brought Fletch this hat. He wears it while pushing his fire-truck. It's cute.
One of his other favorite gifts- the "fi-po". He insists on casting it himself, resulting in very dangerous behavior when fast eddie is around.
Throughout all stages of his life, he seems to prefer the slobber collar look. I just feel that a bib is too baby-ish for this very grown-up 2 year old. Plus he refuses to keep them on. I guess he feels that he is above it as well. Maybe he's trying to make a statement. I do think it's starting to catch on in his classroom. Thanks friends, family, and Brocatos, for the birthday wishes, gifts, and for sharing this day with us...
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