This is a fun one, because it acts as a great way to celebrate the last night of being whatever age you are...with the kicker being...we all have to eat it. The dinner can be anything from pancakes and bacon...to pickle cream cheese sandwiches.
Once everyone's in bed, something else we like to do, is to decorate the door and hallway outside the birthday child's door. Our son, Ethan just turned 11, so using his favorite colors, we hung streamers and balloons everywhere for him to go through in the morning.
It's never pretty, and actually kind of ends up looking like a birthday fairy puked in the hallway, but no matter, it's cute to see the kids run through it when they wake up.
Probably one of our favorite traditions, is to pick out the birthday cake. This can be anything from a homemade cake to store bought, chocolate, vanilla, ice cream, pie...we've had superheroes to sports, Disney to Pokémon. You name it.
This year though? (Bad pun) This year took the cake.
Ethan asked for a Sour Patch Kids ice cream birthday cake.
Disgusting you might think? Yes. Yes, it was.
So much so, that when I went to pick it up, a group of women were waiting to see who had ordered it.
"We've never had anyone want a cake like this," one of them raised her eyebrows, "We knew it must be for a boy".
Our brand new 11 year old and his 12 and 8 year old brothers thought it was pretty much the most "Awesome" thing they'd ever eaten.
We grown ups on the other hand, gagged and choked down what little we could. It was next to impossible to make our minds comprehend how something that looked so good, could taste so very, very bad. Somewhere between a mix of rancid milk and vomit, decorated beautifully in sweet icing.
Yes, it's nice to have traditions. Some are nicer than others, but nice all the same.
Aaaaaand if you just so happen to wonder what the cake tastes like, we have plenty of it left over for you to try.
Happy, Happy Birthday, Ethan! We Love You More than all the cake in the world. Especially, this one.