Because, you know, in this day and age it’s important to be brave.
Okay, wait a minute. This was supposed to be a post about the little sister.
It was her 9th birthday, after all.
So why am I talking about the almost-11-year-old?
(aka Miss Cake Decorator)
(End of story? Not on this blog. Ever.)
You see, in a family as large and chaotic as ours, one person’s story is never just one person’s story. Our lives intersect, often uncomfortably, and we are forever making our way together.
When you’re a girl with a sister as…intrepid as Angela, well, you are bound to be influenced, for good or for better. (See? This is an optimistic post! There will be no “for good or for bad” in this story!)
Except…there is a “for bad,” and it is this: Felicity (the brave big sister) wanted to decorate Angela’s cake by herself. Isn’t that sweet? So in case you’re wondering…that’s a “Plants vs. Zombies” theme, complete with Sour Patch “Zombies” and green gummy pea shooters, decorated in love by a big sister who knows.
She knows Angela’s love of all things PvZ.
Except…and we’re now arriving at the “for bad” part, Felicity wanted to do everything that night, including (but not limited to) lighting the candles on Angela’s cake.
Which meant going quickly ’cause there were people waiting…
Which meant getting hurried by Dad and by Mom…
Which meant “Hello? We’re dealing with fire here!”
Long story short, (not), Felicity got burned on the lip with hot candle wax, right before this photo was taken. Look at that smile! You wouldn’t know it, would you? The cake was happily served and her bloggin’ momma got the shot, to the credit of Felicity and the eye-rolling of Dad.