Caleb eating his birthday bbq by himself.
The afternoon of his birthday we went to Costco and bought the big packages of hamburger, chips, buns , ice cream and even gave in to the giant mult-layer chocolate cake. Throughout the day he asked, "How much more time 'til my party?" I could see the grey clouds hovering around the perimeter of town but tried to remain optimistic. Not long before the party was to begin the clouds were upon us and the rain was pouring down. Caleb was disappointed but willing to postpone until the next day. As we were about to start the party with just our family inside the house with the George Foreman grill, the brothers started with stomach ailments. The next day was even worse--rain and barf continued pouring down. The round of phone calls was made again.
Caleb and Chloe dig into the strawberries and chocolate.
Caleb finally gets the big cake.
We still haven't had a flag football game or family bbq. Caleb proved he is an amazingly good sport without playing in the game.
So sad but a very mature response from a young man. I had the measles for my 3 year old birthday. I was burning with fever but I remember my mother telling me it was my birthday as she held the barf bag for me. It is actually the only birthday I can vividly recall at the moment. Of course, I never had a creative sheebang like Caleb was planning. We should do all that at our next reunion.
ReplyDeleteWe are ready for that game -just name the time and place!
ReplyDeleteWhen it rains, it pours! Happy birthday, anyway.
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