It’s hard to believe he’s not a baby anymore. Although, there are times when he has to remind me that he’d growing independent. Like when mom tries to cut up his pancakes and he can do it himself now.
I was a little worried about Boy’s cake when I mixed up the icing. The mint green and pale blue reminded me of a baby shower for a baby boy rather than a boy turning six years old. So I regressed. I waited until after supper and pulled out the cake, cringing that Boy wouldn’t be happy with the “baby colors” I’d chosen.
All he’d said was he wanted a Spiderman cake. Well, at least I put a spider on it.
Needless to say, when I presented the cake, Boy said ” You made me a Scooby-doo cake? Cool!”
May I stop to mention that Scooby-Doo and Spiderman are Boy’s two favorite characters.
It wasn’t until Bella, my oldest daughter, pointed out the cake was green like the Mystery Machine and light blue which was typical Scooby-Doo colors that I smiled. Boy was giddy with the fact that mom made him a cool cake with Scooby-Doo colors rather than a “baby cake.”
I have to say, it was one of the best tasting chocolate cakes we’d had in a long time, and Boy was happier than Scooby getting a scooby snack over his special cake.
A little pat on the shoulder for mom as one birthday passes and 364 days until the next.