Just so that you stop with all of this "but she doesn't write so much anymore" whining nonsense (Oh, sure I know it's true, and maybe you're not the voices in my head who are telling me this, but still. You are reading this, and therefore you must take the blame.), here is a spectacular blog full of all kinds of dynamic presentations including:
Words!
Sounds!
Visuals!
Don't tell me I never gave you anything.
So, yes. Last Saturday was Amos' birthday. We decided against a party because, as Phil said, "We were the only ones there when he was born, so why not keep up the tradition?"
Do you remember what I went through to bring that little being into the world? I do. Oh, brother, do I.
We made a delicious cake. It was a yellow cake with pumpkin puree for added goo and deliciousness. The frosting was Neufchatel cheese (lower fat than regular cream cheese), lemon extract, powdered sugar, and the wings of 100 fairies. That's the latest health craze, you know. Fairy wings are so good for your heart.
I have some visuals and ear-pleasing and sometimes not so pleasing sounds for you to enjoy. Yes, I am referring to my cackling laughter in a bona fide cinematic reel. First up, the bedazzled, candled cake.
Oooh. And aaaahhh. Birthday cave baby grunt and like fire!
For your dancing and dining pleasure, I give you my first attempts to post video to the Internetz. Mind you, these videos are only 15 seconds long because they came from my cellphone. I demand that you watch them all, because again, they are only 15 seconds long each, and the story becomes funnier as it goes along.
Or so I say.
Judge for yourself:
In this cinematic presentation, we see an adorable child and hear immense parental regrets.
No, I have no idea what kind of accent I was using on the word "June." This video is proof that I must embrace my roots and stop claiming that I have no accent. Is it Texan vernacular? Is it backwoods hick? Is there really a difference?
Amos was entirely too careful throughout this event. We were actively trying to encourage his cake smashing abilities but to no avail. Eventually, he got the message.
Impatience on the mother's part begins to show. I decided to help Amos along with his cake smashing. Decide for yourself whether or not this is cruelty upon a child.
As is my way, I had to point out who Amos resembles after being attacked by the Cake Monster.
No, I was not trying to be racist. This is a somewhat humorous and poorly-attempted impression of a Kentucky Southern gentleman who happens to enjoy and sell fried items at low prices.
The Colonel closes out the show with a short oratory on the values of pumpkin/fairy wing cake. Note that Phil's vocabulary has expanded to include impressive sounds.
14 beautiful people muttered something back:
I was rolling at the cake monster video! My younger son insisted I play it back, because I was laughing nearly in sync with you-that meant something had to be really funny.
I'm inspired to dig up my cake monster's picture for his birthday next month. He was quite the opposite of Amos!
Left to his own devices, "The Colonel" would have remained quite dignified during this episode. Since no one else in this family has that sort of restraint, we had to make sure he got at least a bit messy. Maybe for his second birthday, we'll add a white suit and gentlemanly hat to complete the look.
Is it just me, or does Amos look a bit stunned by the whole cake camera thingy.
Hehe.
Suzanne - Haha! It was too much to handle when Amos was stunned by the Cake Monster.
Phil "does that make you The General?" - Perhaps we should dress him in old man pants, the way you dressed in the 70s.
Veronica - Indeed. Amos had no idea why we strapped him to a chair and smashed food on him. At some point, I'm pretty sure he said, "You barbarians! Where are these table manners you say you have?!"
Poor Amos! What a calm little fellow. I wish I could say I remember those days - but Neilen was never so reserved.
I have photos of his first birthday with a miniature chocolate cake, and it wasn't pretty.
That was ADORABLE! :)
I read the WHOLE story of Amos' birth because I really like reading about gory, messy stuff that involves producing a beautiful baby in the end. I envy you your natural childbirth. It was not an option when I had my daughter, nor did I have a supportive husband who would have helped me through it. (She being a product of a first marriage to a selfish idiot.) I, too, had the back labor, but I only labored for 6 hours. I've watched my daughter through 30-hour labors and am still grateful for my good fortune at her birth.
I love the Col. Sanders look. It looks like the first anniversary of the birth was more fun than the birth itself. Hope it is followed by many more memorable anniversaries.
Great videos! Totally adorable, and now I want birthday cake.
You are going to have so much funny showing his first girlfriend those videos.
Can you post the cake/frosting recipe (with or without fairy wings)?
Too funny! My kids were always shoving it in with both fists. Dainty girls my ass.
Happy Day Amos! Jyoon is a wunnerful month to be borned in. Yer momma and daddy syure are proud of you!
I watched every one of your delightful videos. Do post those more often!!!
Happy Bday Amos!
Dear Amos, you are an infinite well of patience in the face (face? mustache? beard?) of such blatant disregard for your natural tidiness. I look forward to watching you perform some cake smashing of your own, once you've grown bigger and stronger than your parents. Probably in about 17 years. And tell your dad to swing by with my cake anytime. My forks-a-ready. ;)
Love, Me
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