Today my best friend, Jacob, celebrated his VERY first birthday. He got a badge that said he was a marshal. I guess that means he was in charge for the day. I was just a plain ole cowboy. And from the look of my plaid pants, I was a cowboy from maybe the 1970's.
I didn't want to mess with Jacob too much. This shiny thing he carried around looked dangerous.
I practiced my walking skills so I can chase Jacob when he least expects it.
This is my mom and Jacob's mom. They're best friends too!
Jacob got a whole cake all to himself. I thought it was the funniest thing to see him eat that cake and I couldn't stop laughing and egging him on.
I'll be honest. I snuck a taste. Yum!
Looks like all the celebrating wore me out. -maddox
