Last weekend we had a birthday party for Dan. It was construction themed. We even got the Babe to wear a birthday hat for a couple minutes...and then she realized she had a hat on.
We had a dump truck shaped pinata. It was dark by the time we started, but you're not supposed to be able to see anyway, right?
I made a bulldozer shaped cake (don't worry, I made another pudding cake first in case this one didn't turn out).
I even found candles shaped like orange construction cones, but they only come in packages of six. Evidently, you're only supposed to have construction-themed birthdays until you're six. Well, not much about our relationship has ever been conventional.