L1 is 12. It's hard to believe, but since she looks at least 16, it's not so shocking to me as it will be when L2 turns 12 later this year.
The
day was wonderful, but L1 spent much of the
evening acting very 16 and not so much 12. Daytime included a tasty Haitian lunch, followed by presents. Cake was intended to follow, but the two-layer cake I baked literally fell apart and could not be salvaged with any amount of frosting, drywall mud, or epoxy, so T and Betty Crocker came to the rescue with a second cake. Unfortunately, by the time it was ready, L1's bad mood (unrelated to the cake) had intensified, and she decided she was done with the celebration of her birth.
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| That's my girl :o) |
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| A sign of things to come... |
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| S's best Uncle Rico pose |
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| General craziness |
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| L2 makes plans to abscond with the new purse |
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