The Best Dang Fruitcake Ever

Well, my birthday has come and gone. And, like every major event and holiday since Christmas, I spent it sick. Haha, seriously man, no fair. But, it turned out fabulous non-the-less. Dave and the girls are THAT good. Emma decided to make my cake this year. She had been planning her masterpiece for weeks. No joke. Luckily, she knew my stomach couldn't handle anything like last years cake. She also knew of my fierce craving for fruit. So, with help from Dave and Ali she created the best dang fruitcake ever. It was perfect. Almost too perfect to eat, don't ya think?

And Dave, the sweet boy, even tried to hide the fact that it now takes TWO boxes of candles to spell out my age.

You know what else was perfect?

My box of Victoria Secret lotions. Oh, sweet pampering. That's right, Dave braved that store with the monkeys in tow (with Ali in her very loud squeaky shoes) and let them sniff out and choose all of the lotions and potions they knew I would love. I should note, while there Emma found many "Gooorgeous dresses" just her size. Tee Hee. Maybe it's time for a modesty talk, eh? ;)

Most perfect of all though was the birthday song my girls sang to me. Emma never, ever sings the same birthday song twice. Each birthday song is individually made up to let the birthday person know how much she loves them and what she sees that is special about them. The song she made up for me was beautiful. Especially with Ali singing "Haaaapppyyy Burfffbay" as backup.

I'm a lucky girl.