The Birthday Cake

My little Lily loves to design her own cakes. Last year, for her fifth birthday, she had her cake all planned out. It was going to be in the shape of a butterfly, topped with a picture of Buddy the T-Rex from Dinosaur Train. I drew the outline of a butterfly for her, and she drew the picture of Buddy.
When it came time to actually frost her cake, Lily decided that she was going to add the decorations herself. Buddy went by the wayside.
This year, Lily drew her cake design picture weeks in advance. Can you guess who it is?
Yes, that is supposed to be Ariel…the Little Mermaid. Ed kept saying this version of Ariel looks like a gourd from VeggieTales, and I kept shushing him.
I decorated Lily’s cake the night before our family birthday party. It took me hours…please don’t report my cake to Cake Wrecks! (Fortunately, Jen only blogs about professional cakes gone wrong!)
I didn’t know how to do her hands, so her arms kind of disappear into nothing-ness! Lily really wanted to have her tail on the cake, so it was all of Ariel or nothing. And, um, that blue blob-i-ness is supposed to be a shell. Yikes.
I think Lily was pleased with the results, though.
And that’s all that matters to me!

He Still Surprises Me

Here on Lemon Drop Pie, I paint a pretty good picture of my husband, Ed. It’s such a nice picture that my bloggy friend, Mara has asked me if he has a clone or a brother! Sadly, Mara, he does not, or I would send the clone/brother over to the Netherlands to meet you!

I’ll admit, Ed is a pretty good catch. But I don’t write about all the times we disagree. I don’t write about how he irritating he can be. For example, there was the time he requested that I serve something green with dinner that night. Why in the world would he imply that I wasn’t making healthy dinners? Seriously…I had just served a leafy salad with dinner the week before!

But then Ed does something that totally melts my heart.

A couple of weeks ago, I took Emmy with me to get my haircut. It was a slow, Friday afternoon at the salon. Everyone thought Emmy was so cute. (I thought so, too.)

The manicurist didn’t have a client, and she asked me if she could paint Emmy’s nails. Emmy picked “Hot Magenta,” and the manicurist put a little, silver heart on each of Emmy’s ring fingers.

Well, when Lily saw Emmy’s fingers after school, you can imagine her reaction. She burst into tears! Daddy happened to be there, and he decided to make things better for Lily. He told me he was going to take the girls to do something special.

They weren’t gone long. Lily came into the kitchen, grinning ear to ear, holding a bottle of nail polish. That’s right…Ed took her to pick out a new bottle of nail polish, in what ever color she wanted.

All of us (except Ed) had orange fingernails for Halloween!