i made some cupcakes too- these are REALLY messed up. i was completely out of patience by then and just slopped them together. and carter kept sticking his fingers in them... the whole time i was decorating the cake and cupcakes, carter kept coming in the kitchen and saying "mom, what you doin?" i would tell him "making a cake"... to which he would respond "you makin a cake mom? oh." this conversation happened about 47 times... hence the completely out of patience.
grace sat on nanny's (wheelchaired) lap for the cake... and cried when everyone sang!
look at how thrilled she looks...
carter was eating his cupcake by the fist-full!
sidenote: clay built his jump up a little more on saturday... here he goes!