Cash had a very nice birthday. We celebrated by riding the gondola to the top of Aspen Mountain. Uncle Gib got us comped for entry to the Aspen Mountain Club's buffet, so we ate crab legs and tuna and omelets and mango and goji berries to our hearts' content. At home, Gramma made Cash a gluten-free cake which we let him eat with his hands. He seemed pleased. This picture is from before he had cake smeared from ears to belly button.
He also Skyped with his father earlier in the day.
And now he is six. Let the wild rumpus start!