Every morning, come 9 o’clock (baby’s 1st nap), we have a special little time together:
mommy + me.
It’s concentrated time, without interruption, to just be together. He gets to decide what we do (which on most days involves unloading garbage trucks and playing hide n’ seek in our usual spots).
But on this day, he wanted to cook (which I always welcome). Just so happened to also be a friend’s birthday.
Naturally we baked a mini birthday cake. Or in his words, a sparkles cake.