This weekend was a good one. Yes, it was Wes' birthday but Colin was also in a great mood which equals a good mood for mommy and daddy. Sunday we were even blessed with a 3+ hour nap! And the angels rejoiced. Hmm, there's a lot of spirituality so far in this post. Does that mean something? I'm not sure.
Back to our weekend. Sunday Colin and I set out to bake Daddy's birthday cake. We got the 3 layers in the oven and as I was making the filing, Colin decided he wanted to make his own 'recipe'. I fondly recall making masterpieces when I was a kid, so who I was I to deny him. He got out his whisk (just like mine) and went to town whisking water, salt, pepper, baking soda, and olive oil. He wanted some other ingredients but I deemed them too pricey and so he stuck with the basics. Boy was he surprised when I added a dash of vinegar to his concoction and he got to watch it bubble and fizz. Then came the measuring cups. He poured and dumped, refilled and emptied until his little heart was content.
And then, he got the camera out (just like mommy) to photograph his masterpiece. Am I really that transparent? Do I really do it that often that it seems perfectly normal to him to take a picture of whatever he 'cooks'? I guess so. We may just have a little kid*tog in training here. All pictures courtesy of Colin.
The birthday card he gave Daddy, via Granny.
An up close and personal picture of brother. This is one of my favorites. Maybe I should retire early and just let him support us on his photography skills.