I don't consider myself much of a procrastinator, but when there is a huge event and tons of pictures from it to be sorted through, I must confess I did procrastinate this one.
Daughter's birthday party.
I am a big fan of psychoanalyzing myself. I think maybe I was putting this one off because I don't want to acknowledge how old she is getting. Even if she's not getting too much bigger. Or maybe I'm just in denial about being a procrastinator.



I made this cake for her with my own two hands. I am not a particularly talented cake decorator, and I don't have the right(or quality) utensils for the job, so it was much more difficult and time consuming than it should have been. But it is important to me that I do these homemade special things for my kids. They can look back and see the slightly imperfect cake that Mommy made, but it was made with love. And I think that was probably the only thing holding this cake together. Love. I don't have much energy these days, making this cake felt like maybe running a marathon, but it was the one special thing I wanted to do for her that I hope she will remember forever. Let's get real, though. She's two. So we took lots of pictures.
1 comments:
Happy Birthday! She is so cute. She is going to grow-up to be a beautiful as you have always been. But not too fast hopefully.
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