Tomorrow Jon turns six. He informed me yesterday that when you’re a kid and it’s your birthday, you get to be in charge. If you tell someone to do something, they have to do it. Nice theory I think, whether you’re a kid or not.
There’s a horrendous cake to bake in the shape of a jet airliner. About 23 pieces to cut out of a 9×9 square. Each piece will be meticulously frosted, assembled into the puzzle that will be the jet airliner, and finally decorated with coconut and candy. Not looking forward to this one.
Presents still need to be wrapped. Decorations need to be hung. Don’t you think 6 is a great birthday? Little enough to be totally excited about the possibilities but big enough to actually enjoy the nuances of the festivities.
The weather is supposed to be just gorgeous this weekend. In the upper 50’s and 60’s. I can see a blanket spread out on the “grass” in my future. A nice, long walk too.
A picture of the baby quilt I made for an acquaintance’s first baby. Due on Jon’s birthday. All reproduction prints. When is that full moon?!