The upside to getting older: you get cake. The downside to getting older with children, they pick out the cake.
My son who is four years old is picking out my birthday cake, my wife announced this morning. Bob the Builder? Thomas the Train engine? And if my four-year-old is picking out my cake, can I have the Spongebob pinata filled with tiny vodka bottles?
I bet I could smack that annoying idiot open with one swing.
Update! Carrot cake!