YIPPEE! Lance is 3! Finally, after waiting 26 days since Luke's birthday, the glittery crown is ALL HIS. He loved all his presents... especially the little barriers and cones and whatnots that he uses to make a "construction site." He also likes the police helicopter, mostly because it came with some bad guys.
The darn train cake that looks like it was made by a preschooler actually took me the entire weekend to make. Huge waste of time considering it was stripped of its Smarties in two seconds flat!! Next time I'll just skip the charade and serve a mountain of candy.
Lance is such a cute little guy--- soooo sweet and funny with a tiny bit of naughty mixed in, but in a good way! Happy birthday Lancer!
3 comments:
the train mold is awesome. he is so cute.
i love that you call him lancer, we call vance, Vancers all the time, or vanceypants. ha.
aahhh, lindsay, i feel your pain on the cake. "here have a pile of candy!" would be a better way to go about it. actually, i feel that way about dinner a lot too. they get so disappointed when i actually do things to the cheese or the noodles or veggies--i should just put them out in piles too! your cake is really awesome though--especially those sharks, that's the piece de resistance!
that last comment was from me. mark has no idea about the meaning of french phrases . . . ;)
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