Oh, the birthday party.
The babe and his cake.
This was my yesterday (thus resulting in no post):
Such a picturesque moment.
Bennett really loved it. He was quite careful with each piece, each bite.
You know, Mommy Square Piece spent a bit of time planning this moment. She brainstormed a cake design, duct taped a backdrop, crafted a little tie-bib and even put a bit of hairspray in the babe’s hair to keep it from falling in his face.
Alas, when that boy smiles, I see nothing but sunshine. That middle part wiggled its way into his hair without my knowing.
And what else happened without my knowing?
My grandma, A.K.A. Ma, was popping pieces of her cake into Bennett‘s mouth while I was still slicing and divvying everything in the kitchen!
So, yeah, technically I missed Bennett’s first taste of cake.
I missed that, but I managed to holler, “MA! STOP!” as everyone chuckled at my controlling ways, not daring to scold my grandma themselves.
I suppose she’s earned the right to do it though. And there was Bennett at her knees, mouth open like a baby bird, tongue sticking out, begging for more.
PS: Congrats to Nancy Jean for winning the Three Little Monkeys Contest!