Joseph turned four on the 28th of November. This is him on the 27th at his paternal grandparents' house, otherwise known as the farm. (I thought about writing The Farm but that might make it look like Dave's parents are confined to a mental institution.) The picture is a little blurry as I literally ran into the room just in time to catch a picture of the birthday presents being illicitly opened. His siblings were more than complicit in the activity. Hannah even tried to disappear.
Joseph is very enthusiastic in all displays of emotion.
Slight disappointment at birthday clothes; they were, thankfully, offset by a package of G.I. Joes.
For his actual birthday, celebrated at home, he requested hotdogs and chips. I was more than happy to comply. My expression was much the same upon opening the Sour Cream'n'Onion chips.
Jacob invented a party game in which any family member who eats with their elbows on the table has to kiss the birthday boy. Joseph is always game for affection so he sat through most of supper watching any and all elbow activity. He even kissed himself a few times.
Can you tell he loves affection? Doesn't that wall look ugly? The green looks much better in natural lighting.
Are we sure that I am the mother?
More birthday delight.
The cake is from our local Baykery (not a misspelling, we do live in the Bay) and while it was rather feminine it was also quite good. I added the moose as an attempt to add some sort of masculine accent. And, in what seems to have become an Afelskie tradition, the message on the cake was spelled incorrectly: Happy Birtday Joseph: can you believe it? they forgot a comma! And an h... I was at least able to correct the spelling of Joseph when I dictated the message to the bakery girl, "That's Joseph, not Jopshe." I am not exaggerating.
More happiness.
Moose and walkie-talkies. I won't even begin to describe the saga caused by the walkie-talkies; suffice to say that one walkie-talkie is now missing. Also, walkie-talkies do not work properly if the baby monitors are on, it is helpful to know this beforehand.
9 comments:
That boy is so full of life! wonderful to see!
Happy birthday (too late) adorable little boy! I seriously cannot believe he and Rhett are both FOUR. Yikes.
Wow, he is 4!
You should submit your cake escapade to cakewrecks. Seriously, misspelling 'birthday'?!
Noah's baptismal cake ALMOST became a a huge flop when I dictated over the phone the message "We welcome Noah to the Body of Christ". The woman sounded confused and asked me to spell that out, and then sighed, relieved and said, "I thought you were saying 'Bobby of Christ'."!
Jenna, Bobby of Christ sounds more like the next installment of the Life of Brian. It would have been funny, although slightly devastating.
Aw, happy belated birthday, Jopshe! This makes me painfully aware of how close we are to Norah's fourth birthday. Seems like a big milestone to me.
(Thought you, of all people, might find it interesting that I no longer consume wheat. Wondering what this will do to my cake-making...)
Jaclyn, What caused the cutting out of wheat? That must be so hard with all the baking; but, if anyone can come up with wonderful wheat-free baking, I am betting that it's you. I am back on wheat because I can only combat morning sickness with the consumption of bread, bread and more bread (this is wonderful for weight gain!). I look forward to feeling better and getting back on a less-processed diet.
Looking at the photos of Joe again and his resemblance to Dave is amazing. He, of all the boys, most looks like Dad I think. Even the smile.
Elena I decided to try going wheat-free when I noticed a distinct link between wheat consumption and baby's gas problems. There has been a MARKED improvement since cutting out wheat. Surprisingly, I find I have no more hip pain AND no more sweet cravings since getting rid of it. I've been doing some baking with coconut flour and almond flour - DELISH.
I just had a great belly laugh at the blog and then the comments. Bobby of Christ! Oh my, so funny! I think I needed a good laugh. Thank you.
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