Jonathan wanted pizza, white cake and marshmallows to roast with friends for his birthday this year.
I didn't get the white cake done... maybe later this week... but we did successfully tackle the rest!
Getting up early to make marshmallows...
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When I get up early to do anything in the kitchen, this is what it looks like... |
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One very excited birthday boy... couldn't sleep and fairly soonly? He wandered out to join me, or to at least offer suggestions from his spot curled up on the couch! |
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Using the computer, since the recipe I've adapted is located on-line. |
Time to make those marshmallows!
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Look at that! He's starting to wake up the second time! |
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Mary Michelle is always wanting to help. So she helped cover the marshmallows with sifted powdered sugar. |
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Just as he requested: a bonfire where we roasted lots of marshmallows, |
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Playing soccer in the dark with some of his buddies, |
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Cake, candle and hearing everyone sing him "Happy birthday!" |
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A whole bag of marshmallows to roast. |
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One pretty awesome eight year old boy!!! |
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And just in case you were wondering,
the title of this post is an Irish proverb.
Looks like a pretty great 8th birthday!!
ReplyDeletei think he had fun. :-)
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