Happy Birthday Ernest

Ernest's 15th birthday was Sunday but we weren't home, because he spent the day doing his favorite thing. Well, let me qualify. His favorite athletic thing. (Because cat petting and WoW playing are also some of his favorite things.)

His first bike race.



Then I made sure that he was suitably embarassed at breakfast at IHOP.



And he got an impromptu magic show from a teammate's dad.



And spent the afternoon riding around a track.





It's a good thing he doesn't have Zoolander Syndrome on a bike.



When we got home, Frank had made a birthday cake from scratch. It was delicious.

It was a good day.