Tomorrow is my youngest sons birthday. Every year we have a routine (or is it a tradition?) of making whatever the person wants or is their favorite food for their birthday dinner. I just watched and listened to my hubby have a conversation that went something like this about what our son wants, he’s turning 4:
Hubby: What do you want for dinner on your birthday?
Son: Cake and green water guns.
Hubby: No son, to eat for dinner.
Son: Chocolate cake.
Hubby: No I mean for dinner.
Son: I want cake.
Hubby: sigh. Well you have to eat something other than cake for your birthday.
Son. I want chocolate cake.
Bats: Hun, he doesn’t understand the concept of something other than cake for a birthday.
Hubby: Sure he does.
Okay I’m with my son on the cake situation. He knows a great thing when it comes to birthdays, cake. I personally love cake and well I want chocolate cake on my birthday as well. My inlaws are coming for his birthday though so unfortunately we have to pretend that we eat things other than cake. LOL