Crunch

Thursday was my birthday, and even though I was in a funk about getting older, I had a good one. I started with a mani-pedi at a swishy salon and ran errands without children in tow. In the afternoon I took a two-hour nap while B kept the kids entertained in the blow-up pool in the back yard. And then B and I went on a date together while his mom babysat the kids. Excellent all the way around.

But the best part was when we got home from dinner. My m-i-l had supervised the girls while they made a birthday cake for me, and she let them go nuts decorating it. They used an entire container of pink sugar sprinkles and at least half a container of nonpareils. Plus they added extra decorations with pink frosting, M&Ms and 12 candles.

It was, without a doubt, the most decorated cake I've ever had. And the crunchiest.

There were so many decorations that when I blew out the candles, I sent a shower of sprinkles and nonpareils across the table, which the girls thought was hysterical.

All in all, it was a very good day.