It occurred to me that I have been slacking in the most offensive way here. I went to a fabulous restaurant and I didn’t tell you what I ate. I went to a bad-ass taco dinner night with friends who I love and don’t see enough and you didn’t even know it. I bought what I need to make my own wine this year and you are the last to know. Did you know I baked the most awesome pink princess birthday party cake? I bet you didn’t. And somewhere in there I went camping at a beautiful reservoir where we encountered a bear! Maybe I told you that part…

But don’t worry. I haven’t even been spreading the love by telephone to those who’s numbers I have.

So let me start with the most recent: The pink princess birthday party cake. Well Pink Princess Birthday Party Cake and coordinating cuppycakes. (Her icing top was deftly removed by a four year old boy. The inappropriate humor that ensued is too much for me to repeat.)

You know what makes me feel so good about this cake? Is that this special little three year old pulled her step stool up to the side of the table to get a better look at her michellemade birthday cake. Something melts when a little girl tells you she thinks you made her something beautiful. You might also melt when you see another little girl eating her little cuppycake.

And, as a side note, there was a pink princess jumpy house. Which the adults TOTALLY used once most of the kids were gone. But this little guy hung with us even when we were jumping like maniacs.

Kid’s birthday parties. Nothing takes you back to your inner kid. God it felt good!

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