If she saw this picture she would have my head on a platter but I love it. To me it shows the fun loving side of my proud German grandmother.
Yes, that is a "Starbies" cake pop - I couldn't resist introducing the two.
Cake holds a special place in my heart. My grandmother is an amazing cook and can bake up a mean cake. All my life the family birthday cake has been a lemon cake with a sugar glaze. Simple, good. Even now, my girls and even my husband request it. That cake pop didn't hold a candle to the cakes baked in that kitchen she is standing in but it didn't keep us from enjoying a treat.
My grandmother has lived in her current house for most of my life. She bought it new when she downsized after raising her four kids. A while back I wandered in to her back yard - much to my surprise I found my name and handprint still greets those that step outside. What a treat, what a trip down memory lane.
I love my grandmother. She is my last living grandparent, I know it's a blessing to have her. She really does remind me every time we speak to remember every day is a gift. Every day is a day given from God, He doesn't promise us tomorrow. Lesson learned Grandma! Thank you.
Oh and the polaroid style photos, another piece of my heart because of my grandmother.
Have a great weekend.