“This is me at my 9th birthday party… apparently, it was laundry day as well. My best friend hit me in the face with a mini-golf putter at the Dairy Queen. It was an accident. Only two friends and my brother were still around for cake after I got home from the hospital. Really Mom, were there no clean shirts around?”
(submitted by Marc)
The start of Danny’s Bar Mitzvah hepatitis scare.
(submitted by April)
We’re going to give dad credit for the cake.
(submitted by Brandon)
Who wants a slice of beans?
(submitted by Karis)
Robby was hoping for something a little more impressive to hold over his head.
(submitted by Robby)
It isn’t always contagious.
(submitted by Alexis)
“My brother’s birthday…who knows what is going on with Dad’s mustache and my sister Michelle’s face.”
(submitted by Caroline)
“This is me at my brithday party. I guess I didn’t like the outfit. I still make that same face today.”
(submitted by Marissa)
“It was my 1st birthday and apparently, while my mom brought guests to the door, I licked all the liquor glasses empty. After returning, she saw me falling backwards and passing out. The ambulance medic told her that I had consumed too much alcohol and sat me on the throne. Not too much has changed since then.”
(submitted by Beatrice)
Another tedious birthday moment brought to you by Chuck E. Cheese!
(submitted by Mollie)