Happy Birthday, WeeBee!

Today is WeeBee's 2nd birthday!  Not that he's quite sure what birthdays are all about - he kept denying that he was 2 years old, and he's rather skeptical of me wandering the house singing "Happy Birthday to Youuu!"  Then again, that probably has more to do with the fact that he doesn't like my singing, but that's a story for another day.  I'm sure he'll be more enthusiastic once the cake and presents come out.


Speaking of cakes - his is Oswald the Octopus.  I didn't exactly ask him what kind of cake he wanted, because I knew he would tune out everything except "cake" and think we were having it right then and there.  Unfortunately I couldn't find black icing for his hat, and I didn't exactly want to make my own because I was afraid it would taste disgusting if I poured in 3 bottles of food dye to make black.  In the end I bought licorice wheels that in theory I'll be able to shape into a hat, and then use for the eyes and mouth as well.  It's all done, except for the licorice - I'm waiting for Daddy to come home and take him out in the backyard so I can decorate in peace.  If it ends up halfway decent, I'll post a picture tomorrow.  And if not...well, it can't end up any worse than the birthday cake I baked for my husband the first year we were married.  I didn't know it was humanly possible to screw up a Pillsbury Funfetti cake, (aside from burning it) but apparently it is, if your tiny little apartment oven heats unevenly and goes from 0 to 450 degrees in 30 seconds.  For those of you who were wondering, under those conditions, the cake will not rise, and you will end up with a giant smiley face air pocket on the bottom of the cake.  One of his friends has photographic evidence of this.


Anyway, Happy Birthday, WeeBee!  Here's to catching fireflies, jumping in mud puddles, peanut butter waffles, dancing in the kitchen, eating corn-on-the-cob, and the best hugs in the whole world. I love you ;)