Happy Birthday Unc Joe!

Irresistible!

When I got home from work today,  Henry came upstairs to help me finish his Uncle Joe's birthday cake, and to bring him a birthday card that he and Pete had scribbled on signed.  Adorable.  Henry was very, very helpful when it came to making the Hershey chocolate frosting.  He poured in the vanilla and then the milk as we mixed up a batch of beautiful fudge-like frosting.  He was happy to get the somewhat loaded beater and to watch as I frosted the cake, Joe's favorite, the Hershey chocolate cake recipe on the back of the cocoa tin, always my old reliable.  I baked it last night and had intended to get up early to frost it, but that didn't happen!  (Seems I value sleep so much more in the morning than I expect to when I make that running list of errands to do upon waking up.)

Henry  must have said "Happy Birthday Unc Joe" forty-seven times in a half-hour, each time with more sincerity and enthusiasm than the last.  When we were done frosting and decorating with sprinkles, Unc Joe said, "Let's cut it."  We hadn't even had dinner, so dinner tonight was birthday cake and milk!  Pete joined in the fun, and when Henry walked away from his cake, baby brother managed to harness both plates and was working two servings at a time.

Henry and Peter love their Uncle Joe, and I know the feeling is mutual. It's a special thing...

Everyone loves a birthday cake (especially Pete!)...