I have a birthday in the next week. Wendy has a Utah Museum's association conference. The two schedules don't mix well; so we decided to have my birthday cake with the Stuart's at family dinner.
Wendy asked me earlier in the week what kind of pie I would want (she didn't want to make a cake.) In an effort to just make things as easy as possible on her I told her that we could just buy a Boston Cream Pie from the Harmon's bakery. Wendy understood "buy" as "make" and "from the Harmon's bakery" as "homemade." So she spent all afternoon after church today making a Boston cream pie.
Wendy hated it. At least it looked nice!
We thought we'd introduce Andrew to a birthday cake and an open flame candle. We thought he might be intrigued by the candle flickering. We were wrong. He started crying during the last part of Happy Birthday. So he either didn't like the candle...or he didn't like our singing.