Birthday Shoes--look closely!

Birthdays are so fun.  But they are also a reminder that my children insist on getting older--and by extension, I am getting older!  Most of the time I can somehow delude myself into thinking that I am the same as I have always been, but when my babies hit milestones it's hard to pretend I'm still seventeen.  Or even twenty-seven. (I age by decades.  I really did feel about 17 until I hit 27.  I think I'll just stay at 27 for a while still.)

Enough about me.  Birthday boy is six years old!  Happy birthday you sweet, stubborn little man.  Here is your Transformers cake.  (I know when you asked for a Transformers cake you were expecting a 3D Bumblebee--like the Cake Boss might make--but this is still cool, right?)

And, here are your birthday shoes.  Some people might think they are silly, but I knew you would love them.  I love you, Munchkin.

 (The cake is strawberry---not meant to look violent.)