Thursday, April 10, 2008

Berries in the top...Isaiah 17:6

Here's a picture of M's birthday cake...The accidental indentation on top was actually quite necessary. All the berries would have rolled off the cake otherwise. We had extra berries and whipped cream on the side to add to the pieces as needed.

I went to the drawer to retrieve some candles and discovered we didn't have enough. All I could find was a package of some "sparkler" candles left from the previous owners of our home. We gave it a try. It took about 5 matches to get them all lit, and it took more than one breath to blow them all out. After scraping all the wax drippings off the cake we all enjoyed it very much.

We got him his very own maul to help split wood. The Man's maul was a bit too heavy for M to use effectively, so until he builds up his muscles a bit more, we got him a smaller one. I haven't taken a picture of it yet, but if you've seen one, you've seen a maul. I'm so sorry. It is late and way past my bedtime. As soon as the load of laundry in the dryer finishes drying, I'll go to bed. I promise to not make such punny statements tomorrow.

He also got a game of Risk, several books on flying, and a package that arrived today from New York. We got out the Risk game this evening. It has been about 20 years since I've played, but I know the game was changed...a lot. We did the set up and played one round just to get the hang of things. Tomorrow they plan on playing a more in-depth game. S enjoyed it a little too much. He kind of reminds me of the way my little brother used to play. S exclaimed, "One each!" and it took me back a few years.

For those that are still reeling over the fact that M mixed up his own cake...tonight after all the younger kids had been sent to bed, I found the package from New York in the pile of mail. I took it to M's room where he was staring at the mountain of laundry that needed to be folded and put away before he could put the clean sheets on his bed and actually get in bed. I handed him the package for him to open. In the time it took him to open the package, read the card, open his gift, and admire the nice shirt, I had folded all of his laundry. I even started putting the bottom sheet on his bed. I'm not such a mean mom.

Sacagawea requested a strawberry cake for her birthday on Saturday. We're having potluck at church, and Sacagawea loves potluck. All the instructions I could find on the net to make strawberry-shaped cakes say to use heart-shaped pans. I don't own one, and they can't be bought in our town in April. Today while at music lessons I asked if they had one we could borrow. They did! Yippee! I came home and made those cakes (all by myself) and they are now wrapped and in the freezer. Tomorrow I will trim and assemble.

While I'm waiting for my laundry, I'm going to put the finishing touches on Sacagawea's gift. Good night!

1 comment:

Lori said...

Cake looks yummy. Happy birthday M.