My old lady got a little older today. Happy 35th birthday, honey!
Morgan turns 3 this Saturday, but her party’s Sunday. Morgan’s having a Princesses and Pirates birthday party. Everyone (including, unfortunately, mommy and daddy) are dressing up for the shindig.
Morgan has requested a “doll” cake. So far we’ve taken two stabs at it. The cakes are coming out okay but the dress designs leave something to be desired. On the left is the one Susan did last week; one the right is the one I did last night. Unfortunately all the extra icing I used to increase Barbie’s bust fell off during the night. Gotta work on that part.
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First, thank you for the good wishes.
Second, our cakes have improved. Cake 1 – short, squatty and looks like she fell into her dress, possibly sinking and definitely thick waisted. Her arm posture looks like she’s holding her arms out to pick up a toddler.
Cake 2 – tall, has a waist, pointy cones and arms that say, “I am hula-ing and having a graceful, gay old time”. She also includes wine coolers to drink with the cake! That being said, her arms might be saying, “I’m walking the white line trying to keep my balance during the sobriety test.” This also might explain why she had a “wardrobe malfunction” overnight!