Happy 7th Birthday, Benjamin!

(aka Slug-Lover, Benny, Benji-Boy, Benjamina Ballerina, Beeber, etc…)

I love your green eyes, especially when you wear your camo hoodie (like today). I love writing Mad Libs with you (did yall know that the earth revolves around the eyeball two times a year?) and running away from the worms and lizards (and sparklers!!!) that you chase me around with (ok, don’t love that one so much). I love your cartoon drawings and Lego inventions, your card tricks and your dorky jokes. I love the times when I taught you to read from Dick and Jane and taught you how to ride a two-wheeler. I love how you sing and dance to the Beach Boys when you thiiiiink no one’s watching [let’s go surfin’ now, everybody’s learnin’ how, come on and safari with me…doo doo doo doo….right Ben?! ;)]. I love how you ask me if your muscles are bigger than they were yesterday and how you dress up like upside-down boy. I love remembering when we hid in the shower during hide & seek in the dark (aka the Scaring Game! Mwaha) and squirted Andrew down with Mountain Strawberry scented shampoo when he came in to find us. I loved watching your face this morning when you saw that I gave you a whole gift bag full of Airheads (and how you then generously shared them with everyone). I love that I’m your big sister, and that you’re my little brudder. [koochi koo…koochi koochi koo. ;)]

Have fun at your alien birthday party tonight, bud! I looooooooooove you. MUAH.

- Joannie Fannie