Thursday, November 6, 2008

Carl is old. His cake made him forever young.

Once upon a time Carl told me, "You're going to be 26. Last year you turned 25 and I thought that was old but now that I think about it. 26 is really old."

Yes, my husband often forgets to think before he speaks. I believe it's a disease called I'm-a-boy-itis. LOL.

We had a little fiesta de compleanos for his birthday yesterday. Complete with the Chicken Dance and dinosaurs! It involved him, me and Boscoe. We partied it up!



Cake that was the inspiration:
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Cake we ended up with:
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1 comment:

Lisa said...

Great job. Looks wonderful, even surviving a power outage. I'm sure Carl loved his cake!