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{Almost} Wordless Wednesday: Buddha Boy Turned Six Yesterday!

Joining Trish at My Little Drummer Boys...

This boy smiled just twenty minutes after he was born - really. He is always easy to love - really!

Thank you for six smiley years, Buddha!
Love from Mum, Dad, Erik, Luey and Ari xxx

Comments

aww Happy Birthday!
Rhianna said…
fairy wishes and butterfly kisses for a wonderful year ahead for your precious little boy
Kellie said…
That's gorgeous. Big Happy Birthday to your little man. xx
Awww Happy Birthday! Just lovely!
Belinda said…
That's sweet. Happy birthday!
Amy said…
Awww Happy Birthday to you little guy! His smile is gorgeous.
Tatum said…
that's just gorgeous! Happy Birthday xx
That was so cute. Happy birthday to your little man. x
How cute! Happy Birthday!
Dee said…
Wow! 6!
Happy Birthday Bryn x
mixedgems said…
What a lovely little video. I love the wordless soundtrack with giggles and applause. :-)
Sif! that was really special! im a bit teary! the giggling was a slice of heaven! xx

And thanks for letting me comment on your thoroughly interesting and thought provoking blog. I've been slack this month, got lots of out of blogging things on (very rude)! xx
Sif said…
Oh wow! So many lovely comments! Thank you everyone xx Gemma, hey, missed you! Glad to see you again, but hey no pressure - last month was HUGE for blogging and I would say a lot of people have needed to focus their energies other places as well! You inspired me to be more open about my gratitude for comments and getting to know my readers!
Lifeasmummymax said…
Aww that is lovely :) Happy Birthday to your little man! xx
Kirsty said…
Aww that was beautiful!! Happy Birthday to your little man!!

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