I celebrated my birthday a few days ago and it’s customary for us to get a couple of slices of Portillo’s chocolate cake for our birthdays. Best cake ever! If you live in the Chicago area, you know what I’m talking about. Here’s a pic of James helping mommy eat her slice. If only he was able to eat by mouth. We joked about taking a small piece of the cake and blending it so he could get it through his g-tube. Still wouldn’t be the same, though. You need to taste it.
My mom ordered her grandkids chairs with their names on them before Christmas, but they didn’t arrive in time to be opened at Christmas. They were delivered a couple of weeks late. Here is a pic of James in his chair:
Stacy thought that James could use a little bit of a haircut so today she decided to give it a shot. I was at work, so I wasn’t there to assist. I think she did a pretty good job.
