We celebrated two birthdays during our vacation, one being Wonderboy’s reaching the grand age of 10. (How he got there with his habit of back-chatting is purely by the grace of God)
Here is a picture of Wonderboy with his birthday cake. Nowadays I only have one candle on mine…once you’re past 21, birthday cakes miraculously shrink and there just isn’t enough room for more candles…which, I suppose gives us older ladies a valid reason for demanding a 21 candled cake for the rest of our existance! WHOO-HOO! I like that idea!