So here we go:
Here's the cake with a disclaimer: these sad-looking little cupcakes may looked a little, um, sad, but oh, my they were happy eating. The frosting alone called for two sticks of butter. 'Nuff said.
(This is also one of two times a year you will not see a stage name. Now go forget you saw that...)
Thank goodness three-year-olds are too critical when it comes to cake decorating.
Okay, one gift-opening picture since I think that might be emotion on his face. He was darn happy that Ming-Ming made it to his party.
...and a little more birthday morning in the driveway.