Daddy Party

S had a birthday recently which created great excitement in this house because that means presents and cake (chocolate of course). For the main event we had a curry dinner (Butter Chicken, Lamb Saag and Daal) followed by the aforementioned cake (yes, I know it sounds gross and it was but we put a brave face on it and somehow managed to finish our slices). S loves chocolate so I decided to make Nigella's Chocolate Fudge cake (the recipe is here) which is a layer cake with loads of chocolate butter cream icing. She says it feeds 10 people or one with a broken heart. I added some grated chocolate and chocolate sprinkles as S calls them just in case it wasn't chocolatey enough. I made it earlier in the day and had to keep moving it to higher and higher shelves as Jack kept discovering its whereabouts. Then he helpfully suggested a gazillion times during dinner that maybe it was time for Cake. When it finally was cake time he was very excited and helped blow out the candles (he's getting very good at that - maybe someone is giving him lessons) and helped S with his slice. I've noticed that he always looks sad everytime we cut the cake - that's Jack not S. It's funny I've just looked at the photos and if you didn't know better you'd swear it was Jack's birthday.