Regina's son, Rowan, turns five this week so we baked a cake. Many cakes actually. Cupcakes, sheet cake, mommy-baby horse cakes... All with chocolate butter-cream frosting, per the birthday boy's request. Five candles were not sufficient, so he jammed all 20 on the head-portion of the mommy horse. Baby horse just got his legs gnawed off and then abandoned because he was "too sweet." A sugar high followed, along with lots of pacing back and forth and jabbering about super powers, programs, and devices that shoot other devices. Oh boys... five year old boys.