Monday, February 16, 2009

Happy Birthday, G-Daddy!

I love you & Hope you had a good birthday!
Don't worry, I'm not mad at you for letting me get hurt in the yard!

1 comment:

Al said...

Autie Rae,
CLOSE, but NO CIGAR! Sorry, Big, Bad Voodoo Daddy, but you just can't measure up to chicken nuggets! No, not even on your birthday! Now, maybe things would have been a little different had you not let the little angel get injured in the yard! You don't know how many nights I've cried myself to sleep thinking about that poor, innocent baby who trusted you implicitly, and who looked to you for comfort and safety! Instead, she ended up with a mouthful of dirt, and a screaming scratch that, as our English cousins across the "pond" would say, "Looks Very Angry!" To be totally honest with you, I'm surprised that Autie Rae is breaking bread with you at all! Christ instructed us to love ALL the children, but somehow, I don't believe that trying to make them take "dirt naps" was part of His Divine Plan! And so it is with heavy heart, and great difficulty, that I now muster up enough fortitude to wish even you, G-Daddy, a very Happy Birthday! Please, do EVERYONE a huge favor in the future, and stay away from JERRY'S KIDS!!!

"The Children Are Our Future!"