The drama around his birthday has been going on for a few weeks. Up to now I've always had a big birthday party for my him, inviting all my friends children, the whole class, and anyone else that I met in the run up to it. But this year his birthday fell in the school holidays, and being totally fed up of inviting all 33 classmates and only getting about 5 replies, I decided that maybe it was time for him to start having smaller parties where he just invited his close friends. After some complaining and nagging, he eventually gave in. So a small party it is. We still haven't actually had this as he doesn't go back to school until next week so we're going to have it then.
We did have a fantastic day on his birthday though. I decided the day before his birthday to make a cake for him. At this point I must admit that I did go to the supermarket and look at the cakes. I almost gave in the the temptation, but decided while staring at the shelves of shop bought cakes, that a) it would be cheaper to make my own, b) mine would (hopefully) taste better and c) I wanted to do it. It would mean that I had actually done something for him other than buy and wrap a few presents.
So, the morning of his birthday I made him a chocolate cake. A few sweets and Mario cars and Voilà!
|Licking the spoon is the best bit!|