Anatomy of a Birthday Cake IV

She wanted a penguin cake. On Tuesday, that is. The week before it was an octopus (I’m so glad we moved on from that). Before that it was to be a butterfly. But by Wednesday, for certain, she said: it must be a turtle. A sea turtle, not a tortoise. Which is an...

The Simple Things

It’s been hot around here. I know, I know–those of you in the southern hemisphere are rolling your eyes right now. But I feel the teensiest bit of gloating is acceptable, given how eye-rolly I get when the other half of this blog posts about delightfully...