Okay, I didn’t know if I should show this or not, but I decided I might as well. Every family has these weird traditions, right? Right?! So here’s ours. Every year on your birthday, you get your nose buttered. Why, you ask? I have no idea. That’s just what we do. I think it started with my Grandpa Elton and it has just continued throughout the years. It is usually Dad who butters the noses, so you have to keep an eye on him throughout the day.
Unfortunately, Jake is not quite old enough to find any humor in this spectacle. And it didn’t help that Dad missed Jake’s nose and got some in his eye. Oops! But let me tell ya, the rest of the night, Jake kept his eye on Grampy and didn’t let him get too close.