Happy Birthday, Pa!

Yesterday, we celebrated my Pa's birthday. He is 322 in dog years, or 46 in people years. I gave him a special card:

I even signed it, too (a difficult task since I lack opposable thumbs):

My mom worked all morning in the kitchen to make a special birthday cake. She mixed butter and sugar:

Added eggs:

And pretty soon we had this:

Topped off with apricot preserves (Pa's favorite):


And then we celebrated with Steven and Yvette and some champagne. (My new friend Lancaster couldn't join us because he was too tired from getting his puppy shots.)

Happy birthday, Pa! I love you.