We made way to the airport after that, but were stuck, delayed for hours. I received a text from my husband, “Omg it’s the frankenstein of birthday cakes…epic fail.”
(I don’t think so. I think it’s adorable. A Mickey Mouse Clubhouse carrot cake with cream-cheese icing, all naturally made, dyed with fruits and spices.)
Regardless of being celebrated a whole day later than expected, and arriving well after midnight after being in the airport for 13+ hours of his birthday, it’s so wonderful to be home again, hugging a newly two-year-old and celebrating with my family.
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