Happy Birthday, Ian!

It’s been twelve years since Ian joined our family. Today was his birthday, and it went really well. It started at breakfast time, with opening cards from Baba and Grandpa, Grandpa Biickert and Auntie Stephanie, Tristan, Zachary and Brianna, and opening presents.

Ian said that he didn’t want a birthday party this year, but we did end up inviting his friends Joey and Ilia for lunch and playtime. They arrived just after 11, and played ping pong downstairs until it was time to come up and build your own pizza.

At Ian’s request, his birthday present wasn’t a cake… but a giant-sized peanut butter cup. It was in a flan pan, with melted milk and dark chocolate, and peanut butter and icing sugar on the inside. I think we were all surprised at how well it worked out. No offence, dear. 😙

It was good, but even a small slice was a lot of sugar and chocolate. There was only a light breeze, so we pulled out the badminton net and the Nerf guns and headed over to the park for a couple of hours.

The Springbank airshow was on this afternoon, apparently. From where we were, we watched a CF-18 doing its thing in the distance, and then later we watched the Snowbirds. Then we came home and played a few minutes of Halo together before Joey’s dad and Sepideh came to pick the kids up.

It might not have been a really complicated “party”, but they all had a great time.