One month ago today, my husband lent his birthday out to his kids.
They took turns putting raisins and pine nuts on the cream cheese icing.
Lydia had her share to play with and eat.
They blew out the candles.
They ate the carrot cake.
Dear Ken was only along for the ride.
We love you, Baba! Thanks for having a birthday for the kids to enjoy! Next time, I ought to cook up a huge pot of pork foot with bitter melon on the side.
Come to think of it, that 5 and 3 could just as well belong to Joji and Anna.