Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Happy 4th Birthday Dinkeneh!




I *think* he had a great day, based on how excited he was for his cake and presents. His favorite gift of the night was the matching set of Notre Dame jerseys: one for him and one for his sister. They asked to wear their "numbers" to bed, and they asked to wear them after Dinkeneh got home from school today.  Love it. It will make them super-prepared when we do this again:


A word on the cake. We do whole foods most of the time, and so I wanted to try out a health(ier) cake. I mean, it doesn't hurt to try something once, right? Turns out, I probably should have waited until my birthday to give this one a go, because the parental guilt of having your four year old say he doesn't like his birthday cake was a little too much for this mama to handle. It wasn't inedible, but it wasn't much fun to eat, either. Ah, well. We're going to have a small party for him again on Saturday, so I'm thinking a bakery cake will be making an appearance. So be it. I tried. Turns out, cooked millet and brown rice syrup do not a cake make.

11 comments:

Life in the Bend said...

Happy Birthday, D! The cake looks pretty!

Jane said...

Happy Birthday D! See you tomorrow!

Mark and Sarah said...

Happy Birthday, Superboy!! Love the matching jerseys and Smiles. Agreed...the cake looks really good online.

Mama Papaya said...

Happy birthday, D!

And I think the cake looks beautiful (says the mom who stuck a candle in a hunk of cheese for one child this year).

Chilly ET said...

Happy Birthday Little D! We miss you all up here!

Cindy said...

Hope he had a great day! Happy Birthday D!

*Jess* said...

Happy Birthday D!!!

Jess said...

Happy Birthday D!

How can he be four already???

Kathrin said...

Happy Birthday Dinkeneh!
All the best. Have a great party!

Those too are too sweet!

Unknown said...

Happy Happy Birthday, sweet little man!!!

Elizabeth Rose said...

pahaha i love your attempt at cake-making. turns out my cake wasn't too fabulous either as it sank straight to the bottom of the pan. perhaps it just runs in the family. ah well...