In my family we had a tradition that started when my oldest sister, Carmen, turned 16 years old.  What was the tradition?  You got a whole cake shoved in the face!  YUMMY!!!!

When Joanne and I began having kids we added to the tradition by celebrating every birthday with a piece of cake shoved in the face.  For my fortieth birthday that person was our youngest son, Jared, who is two.  He was so excited.

-Pastor John