Lick the Ewok

Jay's birthday is just a few days after WCK's birthday, so we've had two celebrations around here. Jay did not get to have his party at a bounce-up-and-down place, unfortunately, but his little party was still pretty fun. About a month or so ago, WCK was looking through an Oriental Trading Company catalog and found the perfect gift for Daddy. It was a grilling apron that you color yourself. I agreed to order it, along with some fabric markers. WCK faithfully worked on the apron nearly every day. Most days, she insisted on shutting herself away inside a top-secret location (the laundry room), just in case Jay happened to come home from work in the middle of the day. Yesterday, we finally revealed the apron. Jay was very happy with it. I think Jay is going to wear it all the time, like even to important business meetings and church:



Then WCK decided that Jay needed a party with a Star Wars theme. We bought Star Wars plates and napkins, and then we baked a cake and decorated it with Star Wars figures. It was originally going to be just an Ewok cake, but then, as we tend to do with cakes around here, we ended up getting a little nuts. Don't worry: All of the figures took nice, long baths in hot, soapy water before they were placed on the cake:

If you'll look closely, you'll notice that three of the Ewoks are about waist-deep in cake, the poor fellas. As I pulled off all of the figures, I turned to Jay and said a sentence I've never said before: "Would you like to lick the Ewok?"

For the record, he did not want to lick the Ewok. Party pooper.