...happy birthday, to you!
Today is Eric's 42nd birthday. Yesterday, unbeknownst to Eric, I went and picked up his annually requested Dairy Queen ice cream cake. I took Markos with me because we had to squeeze the trip in between a birthday party and a hockey game, then bring it home to hide it in the freezer. Markos was so excited about having "cake". Unfortunately, he wasn't really understanding when I kept warning him that it was an ice cream cake. You see, Markos does not like anything dairy, or anything that is very cold.
Well, the poor thing talked about the birthday cake all Saturday evening, asked for it first thing when he got up this morning, and was about to jump out of his chair with excitement when we finally got out the cake and sang to Eric today.
Then, he tried his first bite. Oh.My.Goodness! Talk about hilarious!! He really wanted to like it. He tried to like it. But after several bites, flicking ice cream cake all over the dining room, and soaking his napkin with melted ice cream, he only managed to eat about 1/2 of a tiny sliver. He did, however, manage to get the entire family laughing so hard again that we hurt.
As our birthday favor gift to each of you, you may share in the laughter as you watch Markos "enjoy" his first ice cream cake.