Everybody deserves one special day out of every year...and this one belonged to Allen.
Home fried chips with fresh Salsa, Laura's famous tossed salad, Beef Enchiladas, Beef, bean & rice burritos, Mexican rice from our favorite Mexican, good friends, and the party was on!
After supper, with laughter in the air, Lars and Eden gave Daddy their wrapped gifts. Lars, a skid steer that he picked out from the store and Eden, Red Twizzlers.
While the birthday cakes (Irish Creme Chocolate Cheesecake and Chocolate Chip Cheese pie) were being candled in the kitchen, Eden verbalized her first cuss word when she repeated the mantra "Where's the damn cheesecake?" from an unnamed and forgiven friend whom lap she was sharing. Reportedly, Allen's eyes got as big as saucers and she stopped short of the end of the sentence, as everybody stared at her, gaping. I'm so thankful I was in the kitchen, where I could scold her without her seeing me laugh.
Always good company and good fun when birthdays roll around here.
Happy Birthday to you!~
1 comment:
Well, she was talking about cheesecake so that's pretty da..., uh darn important. :)
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