Promise, the last birthday post!

Much like the Chinese Zodiac, you decided "five" was going to be the year of the bubble gum, and "six" was going to be the year of the Barbie.   I thought that perhaps we can discreetly and quickly move through the Barbie phase so that we can be on to bigger and better things...like, hmmm, anything.  We celebrated your actual birthday at Jimmy's Pizza, a favorite in Forest Park.  The kind wait staff mounted this dollar store beauty onto your cake.  Your Aunt Judy, Mimi, Lolo, Lola, Dad, Viv and I carefully watched to make sure her locks didn't ignite.  I'm hoping you got your fill darling.  Because this monstrosity of a cake is all this mama can do.