I had so much on my plate lately, I could not wrap my brain around planning a party or making a cake. So I just bought a few presents and Bear did every other thing. Including this cake.
He was adorable, preparing the cutting template weeks ago, making a practice version, going to the cake store to pick out supplies. I had some friends over when he was out shopping and he called me to warn me that he spent a lot at the cake store, so I said back “Don’t worry, I’ll pay you back when I go to Home Depot later.” My friends loved that exchange. Take that gender roles!
Bear made a yellow cake with chocolate ganache filling and buttercream frosting under fondant. For the first time in his whole life I not only let him taste cake, but I actually took off the mean mom hat long enough to cut him his own slice and let him go to town.
I think Atti will be a neat freak like me, because after a half hearted attempt he just begged me to feed him from a spoon.
I wanted to get another picture of him in his birthday crown from last year, but he would not hear of it. He can’t stand hats of any kind, including hoodies. But I can’t really blame him. His hair has always been what draws in the ladies.
We barely got into present opening when Atti had a mighty crash and had to sleep off the cake while his party went on without him. I begged everyone to not buy us toys – since he still plays with the ones he’s had since he was 6 months old, we do not need more toys – and instead get us books. We got some great stuff. But I had to get him one purely fun thing, so, since he’s such a fan of bubble time in therapy, I bought him a bubble blower machine. To save poor mama’s lungs.
His cousins loved it.