Christopher asked for an ice-cream cake, which I have never actually attempted before, but I'm here to oblige. I used this recipe and it turned out pretty well--I think I may have let the ice cream soften too much though because there were some freezer burn type ice crystals in it but none of the children seemed to notice.
I wish you all could have experienced the pure joy that was Christopher as he opened each and every one of his gifts. Leading up to the big day if you asked him what he wanted for his birthday he would reply that he just wanted "two pwe-sents." If only we could all be so grateful and contented!
His biggest thrill was the unveiling of the giant fire engine I found at the local thrift store for five dollars. He actually found it in my van a few weeks ago and I caught him carrying it proudly into the house chanting, "a fire twuck for me!" which was quite a feat as it's just about as big as he is. We took it away and told him that I had actually bought the fire truck of his dreams for some other little boy which was slightly traumatic but as you can see from his expression was more than made up for when he found out that the truck really was for him.
Hopefully year three will still be full of all his joy and excitement....and maybe a little less full of all of his scathingly brilliant ideas.
Moms are allowed to hope for things like that right?