Oh hell yeah, I found a place that still has the Scooby theme for cakes. Sadly I thought my kid was dumber than she actually is, so I placed the order right in front of her. Perhaps not a good move because now she's running around talking about her Scooby cake. Stupid, big eared eavesdropping kid.
Oh my god, I had so much more to blog, but we're watching the Arrested Development series that someone loaned us and it's funny as hell. Like, I can't focus on this, funny.
So, whatever. Tomorrow is Layla's big sugar rush day here at our house. The following day will be the party with leftover butchered Scooby at daycare. I did get her a woven flower head wreath as her birthday "hat". I hope she likes it. If I have to look at another shot of her wearing a cheesy Dora hat, I'm gonna puke.
Three years ago today I was a week overdue and willing to do anything to get that fat ass baby out of me. Sadly "anything" included awkward 10 months pregnant with a ten pounder sex. And it was horrible. But it worked. Not long after I went into labor with Layla.
And the rest is history?
Hopeful Sun
6 years ago
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