Today was Mikey's 33rd birthday. I told him he was going to have to bake his own cake since he forgot my birthday, but in the end my concience won out and Alex and I made Daddy a cake. He wouldn't pose for a pic, he would only take pics of us making his cake. Alex has learned how to work the mixer and loves to lick the beater. I'm sure it was a yummy cake, I wouldn't know since I didn't get to eat any. I had angel food cake and fresh berries. Good but not as good as a chunk of that cake would have been. Oh, well. Once I reach my goal weight I'll celebrate with a piece of real cake.
1 comment:
That's some will power! To make the cake and not even eat a piece... you go girl! Keep it up!
Love,
Aileigh
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