The first thing Isaac said when he woke up on his birthday was, "Where's my cake?" So we ended up having birthday cake before breakfast. (Actually for breakfast.)
And then, he was a cowboy...
and a fisherman / baseball player.
And for a thirsty cowboy, the watering holes around here serve up milk in a sippy cup. (Keep in mind that you should never laugh at a cowboy with a loaded cap gun.)
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