Our birthday *thing* is the birthday kid doesn't have to do their chores for the day and he gets to pick out the meals. I have already forgotten what happened at breakfast and I wish he had chosen something more noble and impressive than corn dogs for lunch and Rocky Rococo's Pizza for dinner!
This was the cake that Galadriel made. Since I forgot to get candles she very cleverly wrote a 6 in the frosting.... cake decorating is genetic! It's ok, we are about taste... and lots of calories... rather than the picturesque.