Day 3 of Kendall's birthday meant a cookie cake at school. A tradition, love by all (especially Chip when he eats the leftovers), started for Cooper's birthday in May. Plus, it's super easy and I was pretty much over making icing or fondant at this point. I didn't get a lot of pictures because...well, there was cookie cake and 8 3 year olds waiting for me to serve it!
Day 4 was the real fun. The Family Party! The most exciting part was that Kori and Kali got to come (so did Kara and Phillip!)!! We don't make it to a lot of each other's birthday parties, so it's a really big deal when we do!! This brought the THOUGHT of making another cake with fondant. We just KNEW we were going to make a SuperGirl cake (per Kendall's request, of course) entirely out of fondant. Then, Sunday arrived and we were tired. So, we thought we could cut the recipe in thirds and only make the SuperGirl logo out of fondant. Then Monday night arrived. Our last chance. The ingredients for everything were on the counter, but we just couldn't do it. I used Betty Crocker Buttercream icing and colored some of it pink for the logo. It was awful, but according to Kendall, it was perfect!
It was a sad day for us in a way on Sunday night. Kendall has agreed to give her pacifiers away to Baby Caroline for months now. We have spent a long time talking about how and why she is a Big Girl and when she turns 3, she will no longer need them, that she will officially be a Big Girl and would need to give them to a baby that needs them! So, Sunday came and we met the Carvers for dinner at Uno's for the Big Exchange. Luckily I had the forsight to sanitize a couple of them because they went straight to Baby C's mouth. Kendall didn't even blink. Just gave hugs and went on to throwing forks on the floor and forgetting her Inside Voice along with Cooper and Drew. However, when we got home, Mommy was a little sad. Giving up the paci means that she truly is, officially a Big Girl. All the things we told her are true, not just for the effect of convincing her to do it...no more diapers, no more pull-ups, no more baby bed, she attended Big Church for the first time this week...there's nothing left of my sweet, little baby girl!! SNIFF, SNIFF. Bedtime went as expected. She was still awake at 9PM with her bottom lip stuck out and refusing to be comforted by anything (her coveted blankie, of all things, was thrown to the floor) or anyone (mommy fled to Walmart while Daddy tried and tried). We'll keep you posted on how that is going, but it's a few nights later and we're still standing!