Ah, a birthday. The sweet smell of cake which often accompanies ice cream, brightly-colored wrapped presents, good food, the sight of great (sometimes silly) friends, bright streamers, balloons hanging from walls and mailboxes, and lots of fun. It never gets old, right?
Actually, it can.
Within seven days, I had fun times five. That means cake and icing times five.
1. Saturday was Jon-Jon's 9th birthday! Our little baby's not so little anymore. He and his crazy friends played at the bowling alley to celebrate.
2. Monday was Colleen's surprise 16th birthday party!
3. Tuesday was Leigh's surprise 16th birthday party, which is apparently the way to do it.
4. Thursday was Catherine's birthday! Lots of Spartans got together to celebrate...and I ate more cake.
{Cat loves her pink cake}
5. Friday: Danielle's slumber party. More Spartan girls + fun + games + knitting + virtually no sleep. It was great! Except for the no sleep part...I'm still catching up.
No more cake, please.
Yuck. Cake. That dreadful word. Eww.
ReplyDeleteHey! I love cake.
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Ah, Court, aren't you in the mood for some chocolate cake? Just kidding...
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Jonathan 9 already. Whew. Time flies.
Today is your birhtday, (well at least a half-month ago). Happy, happy birthday . . . !
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