I love cake. Good cake. You know, double (or triple) layers of cream made of butter and sugar between dense moist, awesomeness. A year ago for Tucker’s first birthday, we had a pretty awesome cake. But Tucker didn’t get to eat a slice. He just wasn’t there yet with eating solid foods, he was only eating pureed food. We decided to freeze a big chunk, I couldn’t bare for this kid to miss out on eating his first birthday cake. It’s kind of a big deal. We were hoping at some point this year, he would get there with this milestone and we would celebrate with cake. You know how hard we’ve been working on his feeding. Therapy and home work to get his brain to tell his jaws to move together and enjoy food. He’s been working hard.
And so I can’t wait to tell you that today…this kid got his cake. It was all kinds of sweet. In all kinds of ways.