We started off her special day with chocolate chip pancakes on "The Red Plate". Does anyone else have one of these? They are great. It says "You are special today" and you're to use it to make someone in your family feel special. I think I got it at the Hallmark store. It comes with a black permanent marker and I write on the back the date and the occasion.
I can't believe my baby girl is 5 years old! This is a momentous occasion. I remember when Lucas turned 5, on the day of his party I was frantically running around trying to get everything ready, when I stopped and it hit me that he was FIVE YEARS OLD. I remembered many times when he was younger and absolutly bouncing off the walls with energy. I thought he would never make it to his 5th birthday party. I thought I would kill him first. :-) I almost broke down and cried that moment with the thought - he made it to 5 and I didn't kill him! Well, now another child has survived the first 5 years! Or is it another mother has survived the first 5 years! I am so thankful for my baby girl! I love her so much and I'm so glad GOd gave her to me!
Her party was today and here's her cake! I wish I could say I decorated it, but I didn't. I made the cake, (the skirt is the cake made in a large round glass measuring cup), I cut the hole in the middle and stuffed the barbie in the cake. (First of all Barbie needed surgery to remove the bottom portions of her legs because she was too tall. Barbie now gets all the good parking spaces everywhere she goes!) I frosted the white skirt, and then Victor took over. Yes, my dear husband decorated the whole cake. He wouldn't let me take a picture of him doing it though. Maybe he should forget looking for construction management jobs, and start decorating cakes.
We started off her special day with chocolate chip pancakes on "The Red Plate". Does anyone else have one of these? They are great. It says "You are special today" and you're to use it to make someone in your family feel special. I think I got it at the Hallmark store. It comes with a black permanent marker and I write on the back the date and the occasion.
I can't believe my baby girl is 5 years old! This is a momentous occasion. I remember when Lucas turned 5, on the day of his party I was frantically running around trying to get everything ready, when I stopped and it hit me that he was FIVE YEARS OLD. I remembered many times when he was younger and absolutly bouncing off the walls with energy. I thought he would never make it to his 5th birthday party. I thought I would kill him first. :-) I almost broke down and cried that moment with the thought - he made it to 5 and I didn't kill him! Well, now another child has survived the first 5 years! Or is it another mother has survived the first 5 years! I am so thankful for my baby girl! I love her so much and I'm so glad GOd gave her to me! 
Her party was today and here's her cake! I wish I could say I decorated it, but I didn't. I made the cake, (the skirt is the cake made in a large round glass measuring cup), I cut the hole in the middle and stuffed the barbie in the cake. (First of all Barbie needed surgery to remove the bottom portions of her legs because she was too tall. Barbie now gets all the good parking spaces everywhere she goes!) I frosted the white skirt, and then Victor took over. Yes, my dear husband decorated the whole cake. He wouldn't let me take a picture of him doing it though. Maybe he should forget looking for construction management jobs, and start decorating cakes. 
4 comments:
Don't be sad about your lack of comments...I'm reading it! Cute party by the way.
What a fun day! Too funny... Dave decorates many of our kids' birthday cakes as well... he claims that its an engineering thing because he's so visual and precise but I'm not so sure.
I'm reading! I should comment more, but I usually have to read and run because of the kids. :) Love the cake! I will have to try that sometime.
That turned out great Debbie! And remember VIctor could not have decorated it if you hadn't baked it!:-) I really like it!!!!!!!!!
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