…from all semblance of self-control, whatsoever.
I mean, just look at this cake!
Who, in the presence of this scrumptious hunk of fruity, cream-cheesy goodness, would be able to maintain any sense of composure and dietary dignity?
Not I, my friend, not I.
Especially when it has your name written in blueberries on it. It’s like a blue invitation to over-indulge.
Our July 4th was wonderful! We spent an amazing day with precious new friends who we feel we’ve known for a lifetime! The youngest of 5 {ridiculously gorgeous} sisters decorated this cake in honor of my first July 4th as an American citizen.
Isn’t she just all sorts of creative?
We had a marvelous day, peppered with wet, muddy kids, a round of Battle of the Sexes, s’mores over a fire and plenty of good food and laughter!
In the mean time, our sweet Marley Mae was home alone without us having the time of her life as miserable as can be. And would now like to demonstrate the deconstruction of a few household items:
Hope you had as much fun as she we did!
