Day 70
My teeny tiny baby girl's second birthday is coming up in a week. I can hardly believe it. Seems like yesterday she was a seven pound six ounce feather resting on my chest. There's a lot I could say about the past two years and how challenging and wonderful they have been, but it's all such a jumble in my head and heart right now I don't think I could write very coherently about it.
Instead ... I'll focus on cake! I am trying to come up with a recipe for a birthday cake that fits all of our restrictions. A month ago or so I was saying "who needs a birthday cake! She's only two, she won't notice that she didn't have one." But then we recently went to a birthday party and Ellie got to help blow the candles out and the look on her face was priceless. I turned to Ian and said, "Cake. She must have a cake."