In a way it’s hard to believe that this kid turned five at the beginning of March. Here he is at about nineteen months, the same age his little brother is now. Both with the same fondness for hanging around the house partially clothed, apparently.
This year he wanted a (school) bus-car cake. Probably because he’s going to ‘big school’ in August and thinks he’ll be riding the bus with everyone else. I baked the cake and made the frosting. Jason carved out the shape and decorated it. When it was finished, our son told him: ‘thanks for making me the cake I wanted.’
He had a party with four friends. He spent much of the allotted two hours at the dining table guarding his presents; or in time out for bad behavior.
When it was all over, and the guests had left, he was calm. Grateful for his presents. He even sat down and read his cards, and happily waited for his dad to assemble his new Lego toys. Next year he wants an ant cake – with black frosting.
We’ll see.
Awwww… Don’t let nostalgia set in too much because you’ll have another partially clothed 19-month old running around the house in about 24 months!
I’ll wallow in nostalgia tonight. Was just looking at pictures of his first birthday party. Remember the one of the 5 cousins on the sofa, all crying? And now the Gort is thinking about big school and thanking you for making the cake he wanted!
Once again I am in awe of those mad Johnson cake-making skillz.