Brock's "Team Geotrax Birthday"

Brock's birthday isn't until next month, but my mom promised him a geotrax set when he got potty trained. Well, that happened about 1 1/2 months ago (Yeah!) I told my mom that instead of giving them to him just for being toilet trained, we should go in on a set for his birthday present. That would be all he would want, anyway. So, I exlained to him that he would get the set for his birthday, and ever since he has been talking about his "team geotrax birthday party" and telling me who he wants to have come and that he wants Aero and Eric on his cake, and asking his dad "You gonna come to my team geotrax birthday party?" Well, Rodney got married last week, and so we had a family dinner and birthday party with everyone on Sunday to celebrate March and April birthdays. Since we don't give birthday parties for the kids until they are 5, we decided to make this the party he had been talking about. I made the cake, and put Aero and Eric on a track around it, and he was so excited. He blew out the candles and we cut him a piece of cake, and didn't take one bite. The problem was, I don't think he was feeling well and instead of enjoying this long-awaited and even-a-month-early-birthday-party, this is what happened after the candles got blown out. Poor guy.

Brant Gets Older

Would you look at that cloud of smoke? Yes, you count 31 candles. I can't believe I have celebrated 9 birthdays with him. But what a wonderful thing it has been! I have loved watching him "grow up" as much as I have the kids, and I wouldn't trade those 9 pineapple upside-down cakes for the world. And, you know he loves me when all he wanted for his birthday was to take a half day off of work to go skiing with his wife. And his not very good wife (some of you may know that). I do think his main reason in insisting that I be the one to go with him and not one of his friends that actually enjoys the sport is so that he can get a good laugh. His skill level far surpasses mine, and he delights in watching me attempt moguls. The key word there is attempt. This time I didn't notice that we were heading into some, and ended up in some trees with my skies buried by 6 inches of powder. I think the people on the lift above me enjoyed watching that too. But, we had an enjoyable afternoon together. Sorry I forgot to take the camera, so you can't see any pictures. Anyway, happy birthday Brant, we love you!