There's the cake, for people who are just here for the cake. My very favorite pumpkin yellow cake with homemade icing. Cake Wrecks would be proud of those poo-spiral wheels, am I right?
Tomorrow is t.rex's birthday, and today our family came together to celebrate our favorite little man. We partied at my parents' house, because I wanted to avoid the stress of a big party and lots of cleaning. My parents rock.
Presents were loads of fun.
Unlike his sister, who spent her first birthday not touching her presents, t.rex is a good investment. He had a great time opening and playing with a variety of awesomely noisy trucks.
And then the cake. I'm a mean lady, and t.rex has never had anything more sugary than bananas and Cheerioes.
He didn't know what to do with the cupcake and almost threw it on the floor, so I stepped in to introduce my boy to my most very favorite food.
But then he started to get the picture.
Wait, there's something missing.
The picture just doesn't quite capture how much the boy likes cake.
Let me see...
Yeah, that's better.
Lastly, once all the great-grands and grand-aunts had retired to Diabetic Comaville, we just sat around and watched the boy play and read what passes for the Atlanta Journal-Constitution these days. So that took about 2 minutes. HEY-O!
And what's the moral of today's birthday party?
1. I love cake.
Happy Birthday, Rex! We love you!