When I was young, my Grandma would always celebrate my half birthday by giving me half a cake. I thought it was cute, and wanted to start carrying the tradition on with HJ. Of course, we didn’t just have cake…we had a weekend celebration! Okay, not really, but anything fun we did it was because it was his “half birthday”.
We started by going to see The Crood’s. We had free movie passes burning a hole in our pockets (they expired soon), and on Saturday, it was supposed to rain. We spent the afternoon in the movie theater…HJ spent half the movie asleep in my lap.
On Sunday, we made a cake. Well, half a cake. I made the cake in a round cake pan, cut it in half and layered it. The finished product wasn’t as cute as I had envisioned, but that should be expected of me by now.
We topped it with 3 1/2 candles and stared at it all day until after dinner.
We measured HJ to see how much he has grown in the past 6 months (about 2 inches!)
And finally had family over for pizza and cake!
HJ told everyone from the movie theater workers to the grocery store check-out employees that is was his half birthday. And yes, I did get some confused looks. I can’t believe EVERYONE doesn’t celebrate like we do.
HAPPY HALF BIRTHDAY MY LITTLE COCOAPUGS!