I erased his name, so I could share the birthday cake with you.
It's vanilla cake with vanilla butter creme frosting.
The lady who baked the cake had never done Shrek before. She did a pretty good job, didn't she?
Seven years. Where does the time go?
For you who are parents ... I have a question.
At what age did you truly feel the loss of your child's 'baby years' and realize that they were "growing up" ?
I realize that for some, that time is marked when they board their first bus to go to Kindergarden. Not I. No, for me it is their entry into second grade that makes me face that pivotal moment. In first grade they are still painting pictures, doing arts and crafts and putting on skits at which us parents take copious pictures for rememberance. It starts to lessen in second grade and they start correcting you with the wisdom they learn in from of their teachers. So this birthday marks the moment of passage. His toddlerhood/preschool persona and dependence on mom ends and the independent young person emerges.
It's a proud moment for a parent.