How’d you get to be so big? I remember when you were just my little 10 lb baby, born at home in our living room. (OK, you were a huge baby.)
At the same time, I feel like you’ve been in my life forever. It’s hard to believe it’s only been ten short years that I’ve known sweet, funny, curious, amazing you.
Our birthday celebration weekend started yesterday, with Chris’s birthday and gifts, and some for Luke, as well.
Cake-making actually started the day before. (Thank you, Halina, for hours of help with coloring, rolling, and cutting all that fondant dough!)
It’s a Rubik’s cube! It’s not very square (lots of cobbled together layers mortared with ganache) and the fondant tiles are too big, but Luke said he liked it better for not being perfect. He’s sweet that way.
Today, on his actual bday, Luke choose his some of his favorite foods for dinner: artichokes with veganaise, baked potatoes with butter and a little cheese, and fish. These happen to be some of my favs, too. We sat at the table, just the two of us, long after the others left, feasting on their leftover artichoke hearts with our bare hands and finishing off crispy, salty, butter-slathered potato skins, sitting amongst heaping bowls of green and purple artichoke leaves and twisted lemon rinds. Finally, stuffed to the gills, Luke said he might want to leave and see what Chris and Halina were up to. But not if I minded, because I’d said I was enjoying his company.
Luke opened more presents after dinner, including a new fishing rod.
Some pics of Luke fishing at our farm stay a couple weeks ago.
