Sunday, August 3, 2008

The birthday party

We celebrated the anniversary of our boy's birth a day early. It was also the 6th anniversary of the wedding of the Mav and myself. We had a garden party with tea and cakes. Our small gathering was refined and subdued; appropriate for the mild mannered guest of honor.

Just kidding.

We did have cakes. One for the birthday boy and one for the rest of us. The remainder of one is currently in the fridge. The other is in the trash; I put it there after I removed it from the deck. Don't worry--there was no icing left on it.

We did have tea. Sweet, minty tea. This complimented the North Carolina style barbecue made today by the Mav (which was delicious--I'm not sure why he only makes it once every 5 years) .

We were outside on the previously mentioned party deck. Good thing too, as the day's main event should not / could not have transpired indoors.

The guest of honor, a little boy who turns one tomorrow night at quarter to ten, was not mild mannered. He is now; asleep in his crib, after trucking through what must have been an incredible sugar high. Here's what happened ...

After dinner, I removed E's shirt and put him back in his highchair. The Mav brought out the cakes. Little E's cake had a single candle, a Curious George statue and blue, blue frosting. Already tired and sick of sitting, the boy was not immediately impressed by this thing we placed on his tray. We sang. He grabbed George.

He eventually got some of the frosting from George's base in his mouth. He then made it his single minded quest to track down the source of that sweetness.

E was pretty sure at first that George himself brought the sugar. When he realized that the cake was the source of that which was yummy and blue he still felt George was the appropriate utensil for transferring the bounty to his eager mouth. He made some attempts with a spoon but only when George was tired.

There's a video. It covers the nearly 20 minutes it took to fully disassemble the cake. Luckily most of the frosting ended up on the boy and not in the boy. The Mav is working on getting the video online.

You're thinking: what a huge mess, so glad I didn't have to clean him up. Well, you didn't consider the efficacy of ordinary garden hose with respect to frosting removal. That's another video. For the record, E was very happy to be hosed off so I don't think we caused any psychological harm.




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