My son is like me in so many ways it’s scary.
The problem is, is that he’s way funnier than I was at that age and has mastered the art of comedic timing and emotional response at the age of 12. I’m still working on mine. I don’t know how he does it.
So, it was no surprise that when – on Saturday – my birthday cake revealed itself in all of it’s splendor.
My son designed it.
Now, I must preface this with the fact that I’ve been Photoshopping my kids (and wife) onto birthday cakes for years. My son decided to do the same with my birthday this year, and totally crushed it.
Home run. Grand slam. Out of the park.
He nailed it.
Here’s my birthday cake:
I’m not sure I can compete with that, but he’s raised the bar.