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.