Is this our future?

Last night Cristiano picked up pizza for us after work and he said there was a 10-year-old kid and his mom reserving the party room for a birthday party on Sunday (Big D's birthday too!). As they left the pizzeria, the kid was saying "And don't think you are coming to the party, mom. Like not even at the end. You can give me the money to pay for the pizzas and then wait for me in the car on the corner..." It got us to thinking that it only leaves us nine or so birthdays to spend with our baby before we are deemed uncool! Sigh...

Off to grate carrots for his first birthday cupcakes! I ran all over this morning finding applesauce and apple juice for the cupcakes since Italians don't use either. Germans do, apparently, because I found them in a store that sells organic German products.