A friend said the other day that it seems like we have a birthday a week in our family during the summer. That's not quite true, but this year it has felt that way: the day before Jodi's fiesta
was Trevor's ninth birthday, which included presents and cake. My bride's party was a few weeks ahead of her actual birthday, and featured a wide range of delicious foods including not one, but two cakes -- bringing the total that weekend to three.
Something similar happened last weekend: Jodi's real, true birthday was Saturday, and Emma and I conspired on a pineapple upside-down cake (which was not from a mix and oh-so-delicious). But since Emma doesn't like pineapple, she asked that we pick up a vanilla cake mix and vanilla frosting at the store so she could bake a second cake she would enjoy. Unbeknownst to me, she had also made some fondant
at a friend's house some days before and was anxious to try her hand at covering a cake.
|Experiment with fondant|
Whether because the fondant wasn't completely fresh, the recipe, or something else, the fondant wouldn't hold together at any thickness less than about a quarter inch -- and Emma frosted the cake beneath the thick blanket, creating a tasty vanilla cake covered in insanely sweet Playdough. (The boys mocked Emma for it until Jodi and I reminded them how much she bakes for us; in the end, even she agreed it was too much.)
|Gabe at 2:23 p.m. on his birthday|
Sunday, then, was Gabe's 13th birthday: Waffles and bacon and a new Facebook account in the morning, but (he insisted) no presents until 2:23 p.m., the minute he was born -- then antiquing (he bought a ginormous old pop bottle we'd never seen before), lasagna and garlic bread, altar server at 6 p.m. Mass, and (you guessed it) cake! More specifically, brownies -- but still, three cakes in a weekend once again. We played Phase 10, and the kids were more than a little wound up; I on the other hand, crashed quickly and became surly. Lily kept climbing up to (and nearly onto) the table to grab people's cards. It was sheer, sugared chaos -- and all in all, a good day.
We haven't had a birthday party for Trevor, due to Jodi's party, nor for Gabe, due to her actual birthday -- so we'll have at least two more small celebrations before the summer's out. Just two cakes to go!
Labels: birthday, church, family, fatherhood, food, Gabe, Jodi, Rose, Trev