We had a nice family dinner party for her on her actual birthday. She requested spaghetti, garlic bread, and chocolate cake.
10 candles...never to be a one digit age again! It seems like yesterday that my 4th grade teacher said that to me. I remember feeling a little melancholy about it!
And then after much chocolate cake, you know how it goes...the party gets wild. And we start playing classic Campbell games like, "What am I? A rabbit or a vampire?!" and then I start trying not to laugh, knowing once mama starts laughing, it will all go downhill and get so over-the-top that there will be no order in the house at all...and then I laugh.