Dear Mom,
Happy Birthday! Wait, what? Oh, I mean Happy Mother's Day. Sorry, I thought it was your birthday. In fact, if Dad hadn't woken me up to go shopping, I would never have known. What do you want?! I'm a freaking baby!
Well, it was a good thing I went shopping with Dad because he was going to be a cheap wad and buy you some flowers again, or write you some crappy poem. Instead, you're getting something pretty sweet. (it turned out to be beautiful blue topaz earrings) In fact, I had to take out a loan from Dad just to get it. Cash flow isn't so good when you can't even crawl. Knowing him, the banker, he's probably charging me some crazy interest on it too. Either way, you deserve it. You are the best mom ever. Seriously, look how big I'm getting because of you. I'll be able to beat up everyone at school and I'll get all the hot chicks because of your hottie genes.
Thanks for everything, like Paco, paci (his pacifier), all the boobie milks (Just like 1,000 melons is right!), and all the 'ttentions.
Love,
Asher aka Beans, Squirrels, Mister Mister and all the other crazy names everyone keeps giving me.
p.s. Do you have any boobie milks? That stuff Dad keeps giving me tastes like butt.

3 comments:
That's hilarious! What did he get you? How was your first weekend back at work?
Funniest card ever, I love it. That's totally something Jer would write. Looks like you guys had a fun Mother's Day and cutie pie is as cute as ever!!
So cute! I love it!
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