Yesterday, Oliver turned two. When he was asked what he wanted for his birthday, he always said cake. I don't know where this came from. Perhaps his brothers have been teaching him the connection between cake and birthdays or maybe he remembered eating cupcakes at a few birthday parties back in March, or maybe he just always wants cake, birthday or not. I am so grateful that, this year, I could give him what he wanted!
I know how tricky this disease can be and the more stories I read, I realize that his list of safe foods could be constantly changing. When he repeatedly asked for cake, part of me was so sad because I knew such a simple request might be harder to fulfill on future birthdays. I am content with the fact that this is something we must just deal with day-by-day because we don't know what the future will bring. But this year, he had his cake.
In case you're wondering, it was this recipe and we all enjoyed it. I've come a long way with regards to my allergen-free baking abilities!