making my cake and eating it too
i have been thirty-five for exactly one week. last wednesday i went to work and someone i work with asked me what i did for my birthday. i answered "becky and i went out the night before my birthday for ethiopian food and then a big piece of cheescake, and on my birthday kai and i made my cake. then becky and kai decorated it when she returned home from work." i then heard one of the most annoying things i can think of, a big pity sigh "you had to make your own cake", i answered with a polite "no, i didn't have to make my own cake, i wanted to make it with my son." but in my head it came out in a much harsher tone. since when did it become sad to do something that is out of the ordinary with your child? i thought it was a very fun thing for the two of us to do together and as you can see kai did enjoy himself.
the cake did end up having a more decorative look to it by the time the two of them were finished.
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"a more decorative look"... ha! That's a very nice way of saying that I made very runny icing that didn't hold a piped shape, and that I made too little of it, so the cake ended up very *unfinished* looking. Very sub-par... Thankfully, it tasted good.
I really love the funny face Kai is making - it made me chuckle.
hey brother, you should have told that person that in Canada its tradition to make your own cake. And then kicked them in the junk, and said "stupid american..."
Happy belated Birthday, bro. Mine was yesterday and reading your post mmakes me wish I had made a cake with Luke. (Don't think jack or Drew are ready for that.)
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