Birthday

Tate really wanted some cake yesterday. I told him if he took a good nap he we could make one when he got up. Well, the first thing he wanted to do when he woke up was make a cake. He picked pick frosting and asked for a candle. So, we sang him happy birthday and he blew it out. He was SO happy!  I was up most of the night with wicked stomach flu. I am feeling better now.