Happy Birthday Daddy

Continuing the trend of eating cake and dashing out the door for birthdays, this was daddy's turn.  He is all dressed up to get on a plane to go to Novosibirsk for another junket.  He had to leave first thing in the morning, so the kids saw him for a total of half an hour on his birthday.

But we couldn't not have something, even though it was breakfast time, so this is a bought pastry as a cake stand-in.  After the song, of course.

This is after he successfully defeated the self-relighting trick candles:

Happy Birthday, daddy.

Of course, for kids, any excuse to eat cake for breakfast is a good one.

P.S. Later that same day, our good friends in Novosibirsk Mark and Irina met him, let him stay in a relative's empty apartment, and brought him a real cake and stayed to help him eat it.  So he got a birthday party after all.