CBT's Birthday

It seems that once a week is working for me right now I'll go with it. After this post I will have you caught up to just before Thanksgiving. Well, you sort have part of Thanksgiving already, so maybe this gets you to the middle of Thanksgiving. But, as usual I digress.

Christopher was a Thanksgiving baby. He was supposed to be a Christmas baby with a due date of December 23rd. Thankfully (at least I think so), he was born the Tuesday after Thanksgiving in 2000. (I'm sure it had nothing to do with the fact that everyone was at our house for Thanksgiving that year since I couldn't travel.) I went into labor early (for the second time) and announced to anyone that would listen at the hospital that I was not going home until I had Christopher. (I wonder where his strong will comes from.)

All that to say that often his birthday gets all mixed up with the Thanksgiving festivities or traveling. This year, we made a plan to have his party before Thanksgiving so it absolutely would be separate. You must understand that his parties are in the planning phase for a good six months before they occur. We agonize over all the details. He handles picking the theme and planning all activities. Unlike his older brother who has had most of his parties at a venue, Christopher always wants his at home so he can control events.

After several close calls with Stars Wars, Indiana Jones and Batman, the Army theme won the day. He carefully picked the decorations and the plan for the cake. Yep, he even decorates his own cake. Has for years. He threw me a curve ball this year, though. Usually, I just have to get icing of his choice on the cake and then he decorates. This year? Camouflage, of course. Have you ever tried making icing that is black, brown, gray and various shades of green? A challenge to say the least.

The red stuff on the lower right corner? It's a rocket from a rocket launcher on the left hand side. It's all the flame/fire that comes from the hit. He really doesn't leave out any details. The men were carefully positioned to look like a real battle. (Just ignore the turkey candle holders in the middle of the table. We got them off before it was time to blow out the candles.)

I love Luke's face in the background of this photo. Have no idea what they were saying or why he was reacting this way.

Did I mention it was a spend-the-night party? Did I mention that at 3am, I had to get up and make them turn off the light? Did you know that when you have an army theme, you have to play war for hours on end?

I think they had a really good time and they seemed to be in pretty good spirits when they left. I cannot be held responsible for what they were like after they got home (exhausted) and the sugar from the doughnuts kicked in. I had to reward them for protecting the homefront.