Backyard Full of Laughter

He only wants insects at his birthday party
He doesn’t want to invite our dysfunctional family
He is grossed out by cake and ice cream
So we are feeding the guests dirt and sunflower seeds

It’s his, his birthday party
And our faces are all dirty

We only want a backyard full of laughter
But summer always invites another disaster
He dislikes stuffed animals and action figures
So we are buying him a lifetime of silence and blurred-out faces

It’s his, his birthday party
And our faces are all blurry

His smile is as bright as a billboard
His smile is as bright as a billboard
And we are the products of his imaginary world