Cupcake's Party

Well... I wasn't totally honest with you on my last post. I was not recovering from the flu on Cupcake's birthday. I had felt pretty good the day before, but on her birthday, I was dragging around like death-warmed-over. It was all I could do to decorate her cake. I was wishing I hadn't told her about the princess cake. I would've liked to slap some frosting on a 9x13 cake, stick some candles in, and call it a party. But the show must go on...

Here is Cupcake with the masterpiece (not).

Up close

The Dancing Guinea Pig (for our dining entertainment)


Big Sis

Swinging

Putting on her princess face

All dressed up

It was a good party... and now I am honestly recovering. Unfortunately, Daddy has it (the flu) now. Cupcake and Sugar are the only two that have been spared (so far).

I am hoping to start blogging about some of the harder parts of adopting an older child, but haven't found the time or words just yet. I want to protect Cupcake, but I have always been transparent and honest with my life. I need to find the right balance before I share with the world...

Blessings to you,
Mamita