I'm good. I'm happy. I'm also really tired and so I have nothing particularly clever to write, so I'm just posting some pics of our recent happiness. And that's all. And that's enough.
Mom's 50th Birthday Party. It was my labor of love with help from lots of others.
The banner says "Time to Start That Bucket List" which was our theme instead of "Over the Hill" or something like that.
120 cupcakes. Caramel Banana for the surf and Chocolate Peanut Butter for the sand. Get it? Buckets... sand? Oh, you do get it. Good. Dad engineered the stand. He's the bomb.
Mom and Alli made the 7-layer cookies, my personal favorite (I ate 12...or more.)
The "display." Mom helped cut the vinyl and I put it all together...I love how it turned out.
And there's the wonderful birthday lady and her handsome husband.
So that was one weekend, and this was the next...
Happy 2nd Birthday, Love Girl!
You'll note the carryover from last weekend...we're on a budget here.
Sea turtles swim on a Caramel Chocolate cupcake. Super-easy...if you can find all the right candy. If you improvise on the fins, you might end up wanting to curse because this was supposed to be the EASY party.
Left-over buckets make awesome party favors and candy collectors.
Thanks mom for making them all personalized.
I work REALLY hard to not lose sight of the KID while I'm preping the KID'S party. So all the baking was done one morning while Grace slept in, and the lobster banner was a super-fun project for me and Grace on the morning of party. She kept saying, "It's so silly, Mommy! So silly!" while I painted her hands and feet. And yes, the Love Angel speaks in complete sentences. It still catches me off guard some days. But there are DEFINITELY perks anytime communication is enhanced.
The adorable little "fish!" Thank you neighbors for use of your bomb pool stuff!
That's me and my hott lover. He looks awesome. I look...tired. It's like 90 degrees and not pictured is a 51/2 month pregnant belly. I make no apologies for my tiredness.
Wonderful family.
Sweet cousins.
Birthday wishes. She has that candle thing down pat.
And Paul and my favorite part...the pinata. We made an octopus this year.
Grace calls it an "Ah-pah-tus." That is THE reason we chose to make an octopus...just to here her say it 500 times.
Candy grabbin'.
Present Opening
Happiness.
And for the record, this is not the precedence for all future birthday parties. Mom was worth EVERY SINGLE hour of labor for her 50th birthday and Grace was a lucky recipient of left-overs. The rule for Grace's party was that I could do it if it was fun for me, meaningful to Grace, and with-in the budget. The only thing that got out of hand were those silly turtle fins. For my momma this year, the rule was Nothing is too much as long as daddy was willing to pay for it and absolutely no procrastination; I will sleep EVERY SINGLE NIGHT. And I did...but I am still so very tired.
