We forgot to take birthday candles with us went we went away for the night to celebrate Noah's birthday, so we stuck the two available tea-lights on top of his ginger-pumpkin cheesecake and designated them place-value candles, denoting 10 and 1. They looked a little silly, but it's the ritual that's important, not the aesthetics, and we are nothing if not flexible when it comes to family celebrations, so they did the trick.
We went to the Villa Dome Quixote as a family to mark the occasion. The domes are right here in town, so when it turned out I had forgotten the veg-gravy at home, there was merely a short delay to the celebratory dinner. They are wacky-looking buildings, but really fun and beautifully appointed. We all had fun finding the acoustic nodes and wacky echoes inside the parabolic ceiling. Noah had wanted to invite his family (including Grandma) but no one else, being the introvert that he is, and seemed to enjoy the occasion a lot.
We had agreed with Noah that his birthday gift could consist of a 50% parental contribution to the purchase of a recurve-bow archery set. We had led him to believe that we would make a trip to purchase it the day after his birthday, but managed to surprise him by picking it up in time for the day.
After supper we spent time in the hot tub out behind the main dome complex. And then, after some more bow-admiring and our regular readalouds, we spent the night in parabolic splendour.
And then it was a quick and easy deal to pack up our books and swimsuits and leftover cheesecake and head home. So here he is, the Robin Hood of BC (merry sisters just off-camera, eagerly awaiting their turns). He's eleven. Ten and one.