My little Jakob turned six (six!) on Sunday. And, as is custom with him, he has a new current love: Transformers.
On Saturday, Pete took him and the other boys to the G.I. Joe movie, then we ate at his restaurant of choice, McDonald's (yum, yum-blech-but hey, birthday person gets to choose, so there it is).
Then on Sunday morning, we had him open one gift before church-the Book of Mormon he had been asking for, complete with a bookmark. He was so excited. (It made me so glad that when I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, the first thing out of his mouth was "scriptures".)
I made his cake, and surprise!-it has the Autobot logo on it. I did the red part with fondant, which is like a smooth frosting. It's consistency is kind of like dough, so I rolled it out, and cut out the pieces following a picture I found on the lovely internet. It was my first time trying my hand at fondant, and it turned out fairly well. Although up close it looks all wrinkly. Like a grandpa sans dentures transformer. But can I get a "what what" for at least trying?
Besides scriptures, Jakob got clothes (which, like Troy, he immediately dismissed), a CTR ring, a transformer and the Transformer movie (yay for good parenting and giving our child a PG-13 movie!), a watch (which he also had asked for), a little bank because he's going to start earning an allowance and helping me with some chores (which Brock snatched up and tried taking the money out for himself), and some coloring/ painting/ drawing stuff.
I love my Jakob. I love his little faces and expressions that he makes. I love that he's trying to learn and asks a million questions, and how good of a reader he is becoming. I love that he loves this, and totally tries all the moves himself. He's a wonderful older brother and a terrific helper to his mom and dad.
My six-year-old, soon to be 1st grader, soon to be a karate man:
And what would this birthday post be without a slide show?