Rewind

We need to rewind and cover Brik’s birthday before we do Christmas as he is a pretty special little guy. He always wears a big smile and his excitement is contagious. Brik has been talking about “when my birthday comes up,’ since Layne’s birthday in September. For a while he though he got to choose what age he would be turning and he chose 5. He eventually came to terms with a year of being four, but is still looking forward to the golden age of five years old.

The week before and the week after the big day we had gone out to eat and both times Layne told our server when Brik’s birthday is/was and they brought him a dessert, so he got in some extra celebrating. On the day of his birthday, Brik was so excited to do a Krispy Kreme run in the morning to get doughnuts for breakfast. Apon awakening, Jarom was able to take a 15 minute break from work that we utilized to open presents. Once the presents were unveiled there was no parting him from his new toys. Layne was distraught when he learned I was abiding by Brik’s wishes to play instead of go. All day of offering a trip to get doughnuts and he never wanted to until bedtime.

Usually Layne is able to talk Brik into doing what ever he wants, like the day before when he talked Brik into a lemon cake for his birthday dinner dessert instead of cinnamon pizza, which Brik had originally chosen. It went like this… “Brik, cinnamon pizza is not even cake, you have to have cake for your birthday. Mom, Brik wants to have lemon cake for his birthday instead.” I asked Brik again what he wanted and he said cinnamon pizza. Now Layne is whining, “Brik, you are a mean brother. I don’t want cinnamon pizza for birthday cake you have to choose something else.” Brik says no and an all out fit breaks loose with stomping and crying. Quickly Brik says in a submissive voice “Okay Layne we can have lemon cake for my birthday.” Sad isn’t it?

So the lemon cake was delicious, I made it with sprouted flour, the filling was lemon curd made with honey and the frosting was powdered rapadura and kefir cream cheese. A recipe for the books! Brik wanted his name and the number 4 on it and Papa had sent licorice so we used that for the letters. I am not a good cake decorator and it is hard to make a pretty frosting with natural sugar and no food coloring, but I sure felt good about my family eating it.

I love that the day felt special even though we stayed home all day with no parties or friends, just the family, a few toys and a lemon cake.