It’s that time of year around here where the birthdays are popping up as fast as the dandelions in my back yard.
Miss Tallula, now home almost five years, is now officially seven.
She carefully chose the party favors, the party menu and the gifts she chose for her wish list, including Num Noms and the sweetest backpack I ever did see.
And a kid-sized karaoke machine that she has not stopped singing into since the power was flipped on.
Another thing she really, really loves is carrots. Which lead to a very unusual birthday-cake request.
Her request? A literal carrot cake. In the shape of a seven, no less.
When we broke the news that her request was not possible for us non-professionals, she seemed okay with allowing for some creative liberties.
And we took them.
Victoria made three layers of carrot cake – two for the “cake” part of the cake and one for the “carrot” part. She crumbled the one layer and made half into cake pop balls shaped like tiny carrots, and the other half into one big carrot that was placed right in the middle of Tallula’s cake.
Seven looks absolutely beautiful on you.