Happy Birthday Mom!

Today was my mom’s birthday. We waited for my sisters to come home with the cake. It took them a while. Eventually, they came home with a carrot cake. My sister put 50 candles on the cake.

Mistake #1
It took us a while to light all the candles. By the time we finished lighting them all, some of the candles were already half-way gone.

Mistake #2
These candles burned pretty quick. You could tell they were not meant to last.

Mistake #3
My dad was in the upstairs bathroom during all this. We didn’t want to sing without him, but the candles had a very small life-span. I turned towards my brother and said, “grab the cake, we’re going upstairs.” My mom was already upstairs in her room while my dad was in the bathroom. My brother, two sisters, Grandma, aunt and I walked down the upstairs hallway, towards my parents room singing, “Happy Birthday.”

We were then stopped by my parent’s door which was locked.

My mom opened up, and we continued singing by the bathroom.

We all sang and it was glorious. My mom blew out what was left of the candles. The candles that once held with pride, a fire that danced in remembrance of this celebration.

When a special moment is built up like that, the next few moments are always crucial mind you. The kind of build up I’m talking about is when the bride and groom say there I do’s and then whisper’s sweet somethings in to his/her ear. Or the silence after an applause when the birthday person blows out the candles. From a mother, you’d expect is to be a few words from the heart.

My mom’s first words after the applause was, “I wanted moose cake.”

I love my mom.

What my brother and I did after that was pretty amazing. Since the candles had melted and made a layer of wax on the cake, we started slowly pealing out candles to try and get the puddles of wax connected to the candles out. We actually got all the wax off. I was pretty happy with myself.