It was Prentiss’ fifth birthday! She walked around, shaking her head, saying, “Can you even believe I’m FIVE?”
Now, as you might imagine, I’m not much of a store-bought cake kind of a person. But weeks ago, I was at the store with Prentiss and she saw this princess cake. She had to have it- and, thinking that the one we saw that day was the only princess cake in the world, she reminded me every day to call and reserve it for her birthday. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that princess cakes are probably about a dime a dozen- it turned out to be pretty special anyhow.