Megan is 3! We had planned to have a full day of princess-oriented birthday shopping, but I woke up feeling not so fabulous with stomach cramps. We ended up hitting Walmart for a cake, which we snazzed up with some of Meg's princess figurines. I was quite a site shuffling through the store, holding on to the grocery cart for support as the waves of cramps washed over me and I tried not to lose it on my birthday girl as she vacillated between the cake you see above and homemade Tinkerbell cupcakes. Thank you, thank you my sweet Megan for picking the least labor intesive choice. (Not to mention, I seriously love that whipped icing they put on these Walmart cakes). When we returned home from shopping, I laid in the fetal position on the floor and called Mark and tearfully begged him to come home early. He came, but was in no mood to deal with the kiddos and ended up sending them to the back yard with a supply of otter pops.Later I was feeling a litte better and we had cake and ice cream and opened presents. As you can see, Megan LOVES princesses. She is most assuredly a girly girl.
