Happy Birthday Sarah!

I was in the kitchen Friday night when I heard kids come in the door. I thought it was Sarah and her friend, but instead it was four of her other girlfriends, who came to deliver a surprise birthday cake. (Saturday was Sarah's 17th birthday). One of them called Sarah who told them she was almost home, and as she pulled in the driveway they ran back to the kitchen, giggling as they turned off lights and start lighting candles. Sarah walked in the door, and exclaimed "Where's Ann?" (Ann's car was in the driveway). The girls all pop out and present Sarah with the triple layer Rasta colored birthday cake they made her. The room was full of giggles and laughter and hugs and I was thrilled to be there to share in the merriment. There isn't much that's nicer that a kitchen full of happy teenagers. I'm a lucky mom!

On Saturday a second cake arrived, courtesy of two other friends. I had planned to make Sarah a cake, her favorite chocolate cake that I make every year for her birthday. I thought two cakes might be sufficient so I asked if she still wanted her chocolate cake. She grinned and said "Yes!", and said she'd "spent the whole week looking forward to her chocolate cake". So I wasn't off the hook after all, and by Saturday night not one but three birthday cakes adorned my kitchen counters. I guess my daughters a lucky girl! I guess that's what birthdays are all about!