My Two Leos

On her birthday, her favorite restaurant was sold out of cake, and only had strudel and a torch candle that barely stayed on top of it. (That was hilarious. Grandpa is lucky he still has eyebrows.)

On his birthday at an amusement park, none of the bakeries, patisserie, or food places had cake at all. We had fun and definitely celebrated them accordingly, but it just didn’t feel right without cake!

So today, I caved and bought them a sheet cake from the American commissary.

Dinner tonight in a forest beer garden.

And we sang to both and cheered when they each blew out their candles in one breath. Their birthdays are nine days apart. She is now 14. He is now 6. My [not-so] little Leos.

Happy Birthdays, again!