Last Saturday, we finally celebrated Sarah's postponed first birthday party. Daddy made her cake in the shape of a honey pot. Correction, Winnie The Pooh's honeypot with the word "Hunny" on it. I didn't smash her face in the cake. Mainly because she's already familiar with cake and at a cake already at her 1 year photoshoot so to do it seemed...useless. As far as I'm concerned she can eat her cake herself and enjoy it for her birthday party and get as dirty as she wants to. After all, she's a toddler now. Where the trough is clean, there are no oxen...in this case if the kid is clean...probably isn't having fun being a kid at their own birthday party.
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