Colin wanted to have a couple families over for cake to celebrate his birthday. (Because he has a summer birthday, he kind of forgets that he could invite lots of friends over for a party. I neglect to remind of this.) It was not a Harry Potter-themed event. Many of the kids just consider costumes a prerequisite to fun. He does not acknowledge that he has aged or that he has officially had a birthday until he has a chocolate cake with chocolate frostings with M&Ms in the shape of whatever age he is turning. This has been the case now for at least 4 birthdays. This year, I made a cake from scratch. It was deliciousness itself. We had a fun evening, until Colin got stung by a bee. They were playing in the backyard and suddenly there was screaming. Some burrowing bees had enjoyed building a home in the drains in the brick retaining wall in the backyard. The British pest people were reluctant to fumigate them (they are very into animal welfare--of all kinds) until I explained that my children refused to play in the backyard until the bees were gone, and this was seriously cramping my style. The bees are gone.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Colin Birthday Celebration
Colin wanted to have a couple families over for cake to celebrate his birthday. (Because he has a summer birthday, he kind of forgets that he could invite lots of friends over for a party. I neglect to remind of this.) It was not a Harry Potter-themed event. Many of the kids just consider costumes a prerequisite to fun. He does not acknowledge that he has aged or that he has officially had a birthday until he has a chocolate cake with chocolate frostings with M&Ms in the shape of whatever age he is turning. This has been the case now for at least 4 birthdays. This year, I made a cake from scratch. It was deliciousness itself. We had a fun evening, until Colin got stung by a bee. They were playing in the backyard and suddenly there was screaming. Some burrowing bees had enjoyed building a home in the drains in the brick retaining wall in the backyard. The British pest people were reluctant to fumigate them (they are very into animal welfare--of all kinds) until I explained that my children refused to play in the backyard until the bees were gone, and this was seriously cramping my style. The bees are gone.
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