Frank's 18th birthday was pretty low key. He got his homework done, then we went out for a nice steak dinner at a local restaurant that became famous in a movie. We gave him a check, because he couldn't think of anything he wanted.
I made a cake for him to have with his friends on Saturday. I asked him how he wanted the cake decorated, and he said, "Surprise me." I really wish he wouldn't do that.
But he and his friends left for most of the day and never had the cake. Around dinner time I finally thought of how to surprise him with the cake. He asked for it.
Ooh, that's good.
ReplyDeleteFunny! And I really doubt he cares what it looks like as long as you made it!
ReplyDeleteYou are such a fun Mom! Happy Birthday Frank.
ReplyDeleteClever! Well done!
ReplyDeleteI LOVED THIS!
ReplyDeleteAnd from his grandmother, "Good joke! I bet he laughed.
ReplyDeleteI recognize the "you are special" plate. What a lovely daisy-chain
of specialness there is in the 25 year life of that plate. Once
again, you are to be commended."
Good burn!
ReplyDeleteLove it!
ReplyDeleteNow that's perfect!
ReplyDeleteGood one!!
ReplyDeleteGood post for the Birthday!
Great idea!! I'm hoping that you enjoyed that big 'ole piece of cake yourself!!
ReplyDeleteyou know...because you ARE the mom!!