We had a simple day. We made a cake, chocolate wacky cake with almonds. All the kids licked the bowl. We ordered pizza for dinner. Ben got a fruit basket from Grandma and Grandad in Texas. We had video chats with Auntie Tree and with Grandma B. and Auntie Francesca. We lit candles, sang happy birthday, ate cake, opened presents. Ben and Sophie played with his new backhoe loader. We read Ben’s new books. We said our prayers and went to bed.
I was out of wrapping paper except for Christmas and wedding stuff. So for Ben’s presents I made wrapping paper out of big pieces of butcher paper that the kids had painted on. Very happy, very green and now I don’t feel guilty for throwing them away because they have served a purpose.
Hooray for cake! I love Ben’s happy, flappy hands. This is how you know he’s happy: his hands just won’t be still.
More happy hands as everyone sings…
No hesitation about the candles this year.
Before we even cut the cake, we moved on to opening the presents. Priorities.
This book came highly recommended by Melissa Wiley’s vehicle-loving three year old.
Notice that Ben went for the books first, before he even tackled the big present he was sure was a firetruck. I am succeeding in raising a pack of bookworms.
You can’t see the title, but this one is Otis and the Tornado, the exciting sequel to Loren Long’s much beloved Otis. Ben was ecstatic. Bella did not love the tornado.
I don’t think he was too disappointed that it wasn’t a firetruck. Sophie almost immediately began asking when he would be done playing with it so she could have a turn. Amazingly, within minutes he handed it over for her to try out. Such a generous soul he is! They had to take a break for cake and then the two of them rushed out to the sandbox to try it out.
No, not disappointed at all. My truck-loving boy.
Happy, happy birthday, my Benedict. You are such a blessing to us all. May God bring us many, many, many happy returns of the day!
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