A little late on this post, but hey, what's a week? I'm a busy lady, I have a busy schedule that involves watching Dr. Phil re runs and crocheting. I can't just make time for frivolous things like blogging. Anywho! Here is an ode to my crazy adorable, crazy silly, crazy brained child who in some way unbeknownst to me has just turned nine years old. I coulda sworn she was born yesterday...
Bellamy's little impromptu cake. I had about three hours to knock something out off the top of my head. Chocolate cake in a donut pan, whipped cream frosting, black decorators icing, candy melts and a grass tip, go! Wham bam thank you ma'am and we got a garden cake. Go momma!
You've seen the cute. Prepare yourself.
Disclaimer: I assume no responsibility for the weirdness that you are about to encounter. My child is in no way, shape or form like her mother. In any way. At all. >.>
I'm gonna show these to her boyfriends when she is 16. She's going to hate me.
Oh sweet baby jesus, the chins. Brings a tear to my eye. I just don't even know.
Happy Birthday Bellamy! Stay silly, it's much more fun.