Truly I am amazing.
It was a good precursor to Brian Day... Which involved a whole lot of cake. And a lot of chanting (for cake). And a lot of spelling of cake: C-A-K-E cake cake cake.
And the candles. Love me some candles.
What do you mean I'm not the one who's supposed to be blowing them out? Nonsense. They're a fire hazard, you know.
And we sang the birthday song approximately 27 times.
Incidentally, I did get some good practice eating cake at my friend Ella's bday earlier in the month. She had a Nemo cake and a bouncy house -- at this awesome place called the Monkey Room. We hadn't been there in almost a year, and I have spent 3 weeks telling Mom how fun it was. (Mom is starting to suspect she and Dad may have to step up the Marcus Day festivities a notch...)
Nemo cake's unfortunate brown reefs on the side tasted good. Their appearance was a little disconcerting, though... |
normal sized bite |
flip-top-head sized bite |
At
last it’s here
You’ve
made it a whole extra year
To
35
You’re
still alive
(And
kicking)
Amazing,
in my opinion
But
I am Mom’s minion
On
Brian Day
We
love you
For
all you are and all you do
In
365 days
Things
change in so many ways:
A little taller
Maybe not
A little wiser
Possibly
A little greyer
Definitely
You’re
the best dad
At
least, that I’ve ever had
Mom’s
favorite spouse
(Don’t
snoop under the house)
You
make us smile
So
we’ll keep you awhile
Let’s
get our kicks
Only
until you’re 36
Just
kidding
You’ll
always be mine*
Even
when you’re 99
Happy
birthday
We
love you
*
We mean “our’s”
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