I’ve sat down three times now to write up this birthday bash of a weekend and every time I start I seem to come up short. Between party preparations (thank you Annie-Eats for the inspiration and fantastic cupcake how-to), my parents’ arrival, Easter, and taking my proverbial candle and burning it at both ends until all that seems to be left is a tiny pool of wax and a wick so charred it snaps off in protest when you try to light it, I am officially spent. Thankfully, Mom and Dad are here to help me deal with the backlash aka 10 loads of laundry and very grimy floors.
So I present to you “Abigail’s Birthday – A Photo Essay in a few words and way too many photos.” Those of you who helped out and/or celebrated with us, it was a blast! Thank you!
A perfect package was delivered at the perfect moment by some best friends across the country.
“Marathon Friend” – (n) Def. Someone who helps you bake cupcakes, wrangle a toddler, and doesn’t flinch when you say: Want to help me draw some Sesame Street characters?
Help Wanted: Back up glue applier. Willingness to apply glue to face desired, but not required.
Time: Approximately 10PM. “We have how many cupcakes left?” “20”
Early Morning Tea…
After lunch, Abigail comes down to find her brand new kitchen…
Just kidding! Totally oblivious. Presents instead.
Annnd still oblivious…
Wait a second….what is that?!
Getting down to business.
“Yeah, I’m still at Abs’ birthday. She’s just finishing up. Oh! It looks like Uncle Kurt got her some play-doh, I’ll have to call you back.”
For those of you that actually made it to the end of this post I congratulate you. Come on over to claim your prize. A variety of 3 day old cupcakes, assortment includes: two Big Birds, one Oscar, and one Elmo. While supplies last.