The Birthday

Last Friday my son turned 5 years old. He shares this day with his Grandpa who was turning 60 this year. He chose this day to be born all on his own, no induction, no Cesarian. In fact he is the only one of my kids to be born earlier than his due date which was three days later. What a way kiss up to your grandpa than being born on his birthday!

Even though there were two birthday boys, we still had a traditional American No-Pinata party (due to lack of funds and a pregnant, non-motivated mother.)

Even the decorations were minimal.

In fact, the most festive I got was making him this "rocket" cake. (If you can't tell, that is a number 5, not an S, and there is an astronaut on the top that was promptly removed and misplaced.) I'm not much of a cake decorator, but he seemed to like it exclaiming what every mother wishes to hear:

"Oh Mom, that is so cool!"

Still, I don't think he minded since he was showered with gifts. Maybe if we wouldn't have bought so many presents, we could've afforded a pinata???

BTW, the hat comes from pre-school. He wore it all day long.

FELIZ CUMPLEANOS A TI, MI HIJO!

(Ya queremos pastel, aunque sea un pedacito, Ya queremos pastel!)