Let Him Eat Cake

My youngest grandson, Joey, turned 1 this past weekend. His parents threw a party for him, of course, which turned out very nice. There’s just something magical about watching little kids discover the world. I’m sure Joey has tasted cake before–his parents aren’t afraid to let him taste new things–but I am also pretty sure that he never got to eat it by the fistful.

I envied him, in a way. I love cake. But boy was he a mess! He didn’t seem to mind one bit.

Mike and I spent the rest of the weekend doing landscaping at our Maryland house. We have neglected our yard horribly since all of our spare time over the last few years has been spent in West Virginia. Now that we got new grass and an irrigation system, we figured it was time to make the flower beds look good, too.

We’re not quite finished. We have to buy about 30 more bags of mulch to spread. But I am sure it will look fabulous when we’re done. I’ll have to post pictures of the end result in a few days.