Eight! NOTE TO SELF: Don't do another 2-bundt squashed together eight cake. Too much. Or if you do, self, get started on the squiggles right away, DO NOT attempt to smooth out the frosting.
Santa Cruz Beach
17 years ago
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Adessa's Birthday
Adesssa, also, had a birthday. And in a fluke of some kind of reverse birth order favoritism, I almost didn't get the darn thing done. The first two I was into, excited about. By Adessa's tea party I was a bit party-burnt. Three birthday parties, which I tried to separate as much as possible (4/26 for a 4/29 birthday, 5/9 for a 5/5 birthday, and 6/20, for a 6/12 birthday) in the span of two months. Too much birthday. But we do celebrate Adessa and her eight years of making us parents and brightening our lives! Next year, hopefully without a party. For any of them! (Just kidding, sort of).
Eight! NOTE TO SELF: Don't do another 2-bundt squashed together eight cake. Too much. Or if you do, self, get started on the squiggles right away, DO NOT attempt to smooth out the frosting.
Eight! NOTE TO SELF: Don't do another 2-bundt squashed together eight cake. Too much. Or if you do, self, get started on the squiggles right away, DO NOT attempt to smooth out the frosting.
Eliana's Birthday
Eliana's 6th birthday was, again, a tea party. We love the tea parties.
Table all set, she's ready for fun!
With her treats. The girls ate so well, they didn't want any of the cake. Or the cake was gross, also a possibility. I haven't found a white cake that's a crowd pleaser as of yet.
The cutest Charades you ever did see.
Blowing out the candles on the only four square cake I will ever make. NOTE TO SELF: Do NOT make another one of these suckers. Just because my mom had the pans and stand is NO REASON to make four individual colored icings, to smooth (try to smooth) four little cakes full of edges, to try to decorate them, and then to attempt to balance them on ill-fitting, wobbly platforms. Never again. Hope she enjoyed the one-time spectacle. :)
Dogpile on Daddy time.
Playing "Pass the Parcel".
Dinner on the night of her actual birthday, her choice, at Sake, a make-it-in front of you show-restaurant.
Holding my girl, on her six times 'round the sun.
Six year old Eliana: she still has the best static hair I've ever seen.
Birthday aside, it's now June 27th, dear readers. And a lot has happened since her birthday, even. Eliana is goofy and sweet and as long as she has the requisite four million hours of sleep, such an easy going, pleasant girl. I've discovered this summer that 8:00 is bedtime, no matter what else is going on or how light it is outside. At this age (6!) Adessa was still napping, and Eliana probably could still nap on most days. If they get to bed even at 8:30-- since there is no such thing as sleeping in-- we have a hard time. Harrrrrd. So I'm a little nervous about upcoming events that will involve new places and friends and trying to get good enough sleep to function. Still think kids should come with an off switch.
Eliana did great in Kindergarten, and the school year wrapped up busily but well. It was a great year for her, and so nice to watch her feel more and more comfortable and confident, both socially and academically. Since school's been out, she has learned to ride a bike! and just started the fledgling movements of swimming. So exciting. She is great (maybe too great?) with Annea, and gets along well with other kids. Happy six years, Eliana!!
Table all set, she's ready for fun!
With her treats. The girls ate so well, they didn't want any of the cake. Or the cake was gross, also a possibility. I haven't found a white cake that's a crowd pleaser as of yet.
The cutest Charades you ever did see.
Blowing out the candles on the only four square cake I will ever make. NOTE TO SELF: Do NOT make another one of these suckers. Just because my mom had the pans and stand is NO REASON to make four individual colored icings, to smooth (try to smooth) four little cakes full of edges, to try to decorate them, and then to attempt to balance them on ill-fitting, wobbly platforms. Never again. Hope she enjoyed the one-time spectacle. :)
Dogpile on Daddy time.
Playing "Pass the Parcel".
Dinner on the night of her actual birthday, her choice, at Sake, a make-it-in front of you show-restaurant.
Holding my girl, on her six times 'round the sun.
Six year old Eliana: she still has the best static hair I've ever seen.
Birthday aside, it's now June 27th, dear readers. And a lot has happened since her birthday, even. Eliana is goofy and sweet and as long as she has the requisite four million hours of sleep, such an easy going, pleasant girl. I've discovered this summer that 8:00 is bedtime, no matter what else is going on or how light it is outside. At this age (6!) Adessa was still napping, and Eliana probably could still nap on most days. If they get to bed even at 8:30-- since there is no such thing as sleeping in-- we have a hard time. Harrrrrd. So I'm a little nervous about upcoming events that will involve new places and friends and trying to get good enough sleep to function. Still think kids should come with an off switch.
Eliana did great in Kindergarten, and the school year wrapped up busily but well. It was a great year for her, and so nice to watch her feel more and more comfortable and confident, both socially and academically. Since school's been out, she has learned to ride a bike! and just started the fledgling movements of swimming. So exciting. She is great (maybe too great?) with Annea, and gets along well with other kids. Happy six years, Eliana!!
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