It appears that the girls enjoy chocolate cake just as much as their mama does. These apples sure haven't fallen far from the tree. However--believe me--it's pretty safe in saying that me and my dark villain could never look anywhere near as cute as they with their 3 tiered Carnival Cake, that their great grandma made for them, smeared all over their faces.
Oh, the sweetness of it all!
Then I was thinking. And, I remember this very clearly. As our oldest, Julia, was nearing her first birthday, I sort of shyed from the idea of allowing her to take part in the shove-birthday-cake-in-your-face-so-everyone-can-snap-pictures-and-chuckle-at-the-scrumptiousness-of-it-all ritual. I had cautiously monitored EVERYTHING she had eaten up to that point, carefully pureeing all her fruits and vegetables, withholding all the highly allergenic foods, and steering clear of non-nutritious items. How was I to let her indulge in such a nourishingly vacant substance? With all that said, she did, take part in the ritual of the 1st birthday cake consumption. And she's still a properly functioning child to this day. Thank goodness for that. So, Norah and Hazel--you're both in the clear! Look what you have to look forward to for next year.