Well, we had another birthday last weekend. Our niece M (you may recall her from the building of the mouse house back in June) turned five, and the family had very small party for her.
Of course, her birthday was a little more fun than our two-year-old niece's birthday just a few weeks ago. Two-year-old C wasn't very interested in opening presents, and didn't really seem to know what was going on when we lit the candles on the cake. But five-year-old M definitely knew what was going on. When she showed up at our house earlier in the day she bolted into our room, saw the wrapped present on the bed and shouted, "Is that for ME?!?!" And I said, "Yes, it's for you! I hear it's your birthday." To which she replied, "It's MY BIRTHDAY!!!!" and then ran in circles a few times before demanding to know whether or not we had bought her a pony.
Oh, and there was Funfetti cake, and I love Funfetti cake. My sister-in-law makes it for all the kids' birthdays so she's a Funfetti master. And I am a fan of the Funfetti, or, as B pointed out, a "fanfetti."