Mackenzie turns 5!

And so another year has passed since Mackenzie's birth and she has a year and a half to go before she starts big school. I keep wanting to shout to the world to stop because I want to get off! We always hear about how life is so short you need to appreciate your kids, your husband and life in general but the truth is, we have the good days when we do appreciate all we have and then we have our bad days when we would give our kids away to the first person who walks past, we would gladly send our husbands to Timbuktu and complain loudly to anyone who is willing to listen how life sucks! I do believe that we are allowed these days as we are all made up of the good and the bad and thats why when you choose to get married you have to promise sincerely that it is for better or worse as you cannot always just be happy... My mom always told me that good things come to an end so the next good thing can come along and so too do bad things. So life is all about good and bad, happy and sad. So as I wished my little girl Happy Birthday, I was so sad to see another year passing but was so happy to see the big girl she is becoming and look forward to the young lady she will eventually become.
To get back to the party, I love making my kids cakes as to me that is the best part of the whole party, and my horsey mad big girl wanted a horsey cake. Myself and her Grandma made it a team effort and while she made horses out of polymer clay, I baked the cake and had her for moral support and the final touches to the cake at 11 o'clock on Friday night.

Needless to say, I had kiddies crying to please stay longer so a good time was had by all! I must admit to being quite glad when it was all over as people were in and out the whole weekend wishing Mackenzie Happy Birthday, and she kept telling me thank you for her horsey cake and her party and I just love you mommy! So that was a good day when I was happy to keep my kids and my husband and life was good too!!

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