My boy celebrated 7 years on this earth on Thursday. And because he’s still enamored with All Things Dog, I made him a dog-centric albeit gluten-free cake.
I may have slightly stepped over the lines of what most would consider appropriate. It’s hard to be sure.
I’ll let you be the judge.
Jensen, at first horrified, soon got into the spirit of the whole thing, and asked to eat the dog poop. His friends were awestruck by the cake. Fortunately, their mothers all acknowledge and understand my brand of crazy.
My work here is finished…
Happy Birthday, my wild and crazy 7 year old.