Her highness turned 1 last week and her first birthday party was Sunday. Mom was my date. There was a cupcake theme and it was a-doorbell. Rachel really excels at planning soirées and this one was delightful. Mostly because of this:
Girlfriend was positively frosted. Rachel made this tutu and everywhere the wee princess waddled she swayed and flounced and when she fell over she was a sea of pink fluff. I almost died from the cuteness.
And I lasted two whole hours with barely a tear shed, but it was work. (CONTENT DELETED SINCE I’VE GROWN UP A BIT.)
There I go again. I’m the queen of downers right now- it is like a roller coaster, seriously, I’m living moment to moment with my awesome Revlon waterproof mascara.
Sigh. This was supposed to be a happy post. I’m sorry.


