Six.
I remember, so clearly, the half birthday T and I had for her at six months. We just couldn't wait a whole year to celebrate her. A party hat, a few helium balloons and, of course, cake. Not that she got any back then.
Now six years.
Strong and smart, a touch of sass, and beautiful inside and out.
We are so lucky to have her.
I let her choose her cake from pictures we saw online. Of course she immediately gravitated to the one with giant swirly lollipops.
While I wasn't entirely thrilled with my first foray into fondant, ( It is so not as easy as they make it look on those TV cake shows! ) Anna couldn't have been happier with with what she named the Lollipop Garden Cake.