5th

 

The boy child turned 5 on September 28th. When asked he actually does not know when his birthday is but if you prompt him with 'SSSSSS', he gets it. We know perhaps he will not be admitted to Harvard early admission. Perhaps regular is still a possibility at this point. 

As the second child has never had a party, it was high time we celebrated his day. Six little boys came for a early evening games and hamburger extravaganza. There was some discussion on serving sushi, but Ever conceded that perhaps it wasn't the best choice as not every five year old is adventurous in their eating as he his.

 

Every good mother makes their child a homemade cake. Seriously. I don't care if it from a mix. Make the effort. If you have a loving friend or close family member willing to make a fancy cake for your child, that is agreeable in the book of Anne but ONLY if it is done on a free basis. It must be done as a act of love, if any money changes hands then it is prohibited. Sorry, that is how it is written.

Back to the boy, Ever really likes snails, and spends a large amount of time hunting for them. We have several living in his room in an unofficial way. Thus,  a snail cake.

 

Ever's only present was a World Industries skate board. Only the best for my only boy. We have not had a visit to the ER as a result, which a victory.

 

 

Luke was not a good parent, and will be suitably judged as he did not loving craft a pinata for the party. One was shamefully purchased and most liked crafted in China by poor children being feasted upon by rats.

In any event the act of smashing the pinata was great fun. Somebody recently referred to Ever as one big muscle, and I would tend to agree.