In Logan's mind, turning 15 is pretty uneventful.
He still can't drive. He still can't work. He still can't date. So, what's the point?
We still managed to celebrate, though.
Yes, that's a pink cake. When I asked Logan what kind of cake he wanted, he said he wanted a cube. When I asked what color frosting he wanted, he said, "Magenta." That was as close as I could get without it getting muddy. Now before you start thinking weird thoughts, pink is a pretty masculine color here in the UK. There are pink neckties all over the place at church, and I've even seen a young man show up for church services in pink trousers. Go figure.
Happy Birthday Logan!!


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