I can’t believe my little baby girl is six. To me, she is two and on my hip. We spent many, many hours searching for a farm with little Mint Mint. She’s as sweet as sweet can be. Though, she does have a sweetly secret side where she smiles and cuddles and stands on your foot with every bit of her strength all at the same time.
She wanted a Smarties cake. I did a two-tier trial for her actual birthday. The girly party begins on Saturday and we will attempt a three-tier Smarties cake. As we’re not fond of fondant, we’re going to frost this baby with melted chocolate and cream followed by a heavy whipping. Sprinkled in Smarties three stories high, our little middle child should feel celebrated.
Nana and Grandma and family have spoiled her well. Poor Lucy fumes on the sidelines.