I'm not sure why Cordons birthdays have become such a jinx. They have yet to turn out the way I was planning on. Maybe my expectations are to high, but it seems like every year something little goes wrong that drives me nuts.
Cordon wanted to go to the planetarium again this year. We saw a 3-D show about flys that hitch a ride on Apollo 11. After words we told him he could chose anything he wanted for dinner, we emphasized the anything hoping he would pick something like Outback. He picked a peanut butter and honey sandwich. That kid cracks me up.
Lets talk about this cake..... Cordon wanted a firetruck on his cake but for some reason no one makes those. All the stores had trendy cakes with Spongebob and Bubble Guppies on them. So then I decided to just buy a basic cake and put a firetruck on it. I had no idea cakes were so overpriced and I refused to buy one especially since I new we wouldn't eat it all. And because I had put off the cake until the last minute I didn't have time to make one. So I bought a half cake and hoped the firetruck would stay on. It barely did. When it was time to blow out the candles I couldn't find them. I had just bought them with the cake and they were no where to be found (I found them on the fridge about an hour later) So we used some tea candles. That cake top was pretty crowded.
Cordon was stoked to open presents.
Cordon really wanted a bike for his birthday so I spent weeks looking on craigslist. Who knew it would be so hard to find one. I finally tracked one down two days before his Brittany and Chris slapped some training wheels on it and we had a high quality wrapping job of a garbage bag thrown over it.
You got tea candles on your half cake and a banged up used bike for your birthday. But we love you little man. Happy Birthday
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