
My middle child's birthday is this weekend. She's turning 8 this Sunday.
Oh my.
8
Already.
Where has the time gone?? I still remember her little, smiling, chubby face. Her patting on my back every time I held her up. How she was THE happiest baby I have ever seen. Her pointing out each and every little scratch, bump and bruise as soon as we got to my Mom's house. ("Papa look at my booboo. Here and here." as she points to each one.)
Oh how my heart swelled with love when she was born. I slept through my whole labor only to wake up and push for 30 minutes. The panic after she was born because the doctor heard a popping noise. Her poor little face soo swollen she wasn't really cute but I still found her beautiful.
With each of my kids I feel like I have a unique and special bond. I don't know if it is a mother thing or because of everything they have been through with me. Or maybe a little of both. But to me she still is my baby. She was my baby for so many years. She will always be my baby.
This year she wanted a Jonas Brother's cake. Because they are soooo cuuuute.
Oh how fast they grow up!
I made her cake with a frozen butter cream transfer. (This is where I found directions.)
I love making those. It makes the cake look "professional". But isn't super hard or time consuming to do. This took me the better part of a morning. It wasn't perfect but she loved it.
I love making those. It makes the cake look "professional". But isn't super hard or time consuming to do. This took me the better part of a morning. It wasn't perfect but she loved it.
BTW this is the Jonas Brothers' symbol/crest.
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