When Joel (3 years) noticed a cake pan his mind immediately made the connection that people+cake=party. He asked if the party would be in the dark and if it was a surprise. I assured him that it certainly COULD be a surprise party. All he would need to do was go hide in the closet until all of the ladies arrived. It would be dark in there for sure, and when the time was right he could jump out and say, "SURPRISE! IT'S JOEL!"
Funeral, wedding, birthday, christening, or even a briss, jumping out of a closet and brightening things up with your presence can't be WRONG can it? Alright, so maybe a briss wouldn't be such a great time (for the baby). I was only kidding around. How was I to know he would take me seriously?
Needless to say, this sounded like a great idea to him and he made his way to the coat closet in preparation for the festivities. His eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning and you could almost read his mind. "Everyone tells me how cute I am. I am funny, too. When I giggle they giggle. I am practically the highlight of everyone's day. This closet thing is perfect. I will bless them with the surprise of my presence. They will think it's for them, but I.AM.THE.SURPRISE.PARTY! It will be magnificent!"
In the end we didn't let him get in the closet and wait, but the plan was exciting enough to him that when Grandpa offered to take him down to the old farm to check out the "damn beavers", he felt it might be a little premature. After all, the ladies hadn't even begun to arrive and he had some surprising to do. Alas, the idea of beaver eventually won out (typical boy).