While I was out front taking these pictures: SOMEONE (I wonder who??? no, I don't) decided to climb into my van and use the cake box (that I had JUST picked up!!!) as a stepping stool:I tried to patch it up, but this was the best I could do. It was seriously squished and all the original frosting was smashed on the top of the box. But guess what? It still worked!!! Imagine that!!! We rented Mr. Jumpy Dinosaur…something we don’t usually do, but we had a block party AFTER the birthday party so we knew we would get massive usage out of it. I seriously am in LOVE with Mr. Jumpy Dinosaur. Although I must apologize to him, because even though he came with a long set of instructions, I payed absolutely NO attention to any of them. I was supposed to sort of “guard” him from danger. I left him to fend for himself completely. I thought he could handle it, and he stepped up to the responsiblity beautifully.
A great photo of the love of my life:
Aunt Jill, I knew you would love this one!