Right around this time of year in my house, it feels like all we do is blow out candles, eat birthday cake and celebrate — which might be the best feeling ever.
We started the celebration this weekend with a small family dinner that included everything David loves: his cousins, pickles, and color red.
Red plates, red shirt, red table cloth, red cake, red on red on red on red. And the happiest little boy I’ve ever seen.
A few weeks ago I asked David what kind of cake he wanted, and he described a Lightning McQueen cake so intricate and complex that I eventually realized he wouldn’t be happy unless I made him a life-size, working Lightning McQueen car that was also edible.
Since his imagination is more advanced than my cake making skills, I tried to convince that you can’t have a Lightning McQueen cake two years in a row. We spent some time on Pinterest together looking at fun alternate ideas.
And after weeks of trying to get him excited about something other than a Lightning McQueen cake, I present to you: David’s Lightning McQueen birthday cake. For the second year in a row.
Red icing, with a “D” (because one of my alternate cake ideas was a D-shaped cake and David LOVED the idea, “Yeah! A ‘D’ and a Lightning McQueen!”), and a fire truck, who completes the theme because his name happens to be “Red.” (David’s idea.)
Before you start wondering about that weird brown sludge down the middle of the cake, let me explain. I wanted to make a road using my sister’s writing chocolate technique. She sent me instructions that seemed easy enough.
It didn’t come out like I imagined.
When I realized smooth chocolate wasn’t going to happen, I created a narrative to tell David — that this was the road in Radiator Springs that Lightning McQueen fixed and did a bad job (if you’ve seen the movie, you know what I’m talking about). But I didn’t have to make any excuses. Turns out, 4-year olds aren’t critical of their mom’s ability to create a Pin-able chocolate road.
I let him place Lightning and Red exactly where he wanted them, and he couldn’t stop smiling.
He asked to eat the D and I continued the parenting trend I started when he was an infant, which can be summed up as, “You can have whatever you want, just stop screaming.”
Happy birthday to David, my biggest boy, my sweet doodle dog, who is growing up far too fast, but into a wonderful gentleman.
We are so thankful for you, to celebrate this day four years ago when I held you for the first time and in a moment you changed everything about me.
As we counted down the days to David’s birthday, he kept whining, “Mommy, why isn’t it my birthday TODAY?”
Each time I would respond in an equally whiny voice, “David, today could have been your birthday, but you chose to be born six days after your due date and now you have to deal with the consequences.”
But now his birthday is finally here and if you need me, I’ll be celebrating.
(Thanks to Uncle Steve for taking photos.)