Cake

Today is the first of a suite of birthday celebrations for our nearly 13 year old. For reasons I really can't face going into, we can't celebrate properly on the day (next Saturday), so today is the giggly sleepover, tomorrow the family party day, and next Saturday will be a secret whispered celebration.

Here's the cake, thus explaining last night's rose petal painting (egg white and sugar). The cake is unopened as the girls were too full after a gallon of chocolate fondue to face any more food. Let's hope they rally later for quesadillas, chilli con carne and chocolate brownies....

CarbBoy is enjoying the party too: an individual bowl of chocolate fondue and the telly all to himself. What's not to like?

Mr B is missing all the fun, but as he's in the Gold card lounge at Schiphol, I don't imagine he's crying into his champagne.