birthday girl

My girl is now eleven.  I will write more about her later, but for now, here are the pics from her birthday. 

She wanted braids and a tie dye cake (found on Pinterest, of course.)

On Saturday, we babysat Henry.  I asked her to take him for a nap.  I went to check on them, and they looked perfectly adorable.  When I went back to take a picture, he opened his eyes.  We adore that kid.

The girls helped me color the cake batter.  Against my better judgement, and experience, I followed the instructions and used a cake mix.  It fell apart.  So, while the girl took her nap, I mixed up another cake.

Bev decorated the top.

We had the Huff's over for a Mexican feast because Mexican is Bev's favorite.

She got some cute clothes (that she picked out) and some money and this adorable apron with cooking utensils.

Christian got that little old 2 megapixel hand-me-down camera from Grandma Huff, and he uses it a lot.  He took some pics of Bev modeling her new clothes.  (As usual, Christian could have used a few more clothes.)

Checking out the results.

Mike was exhausted after the party on Saturday.  He had gone in to work early on Friday, left work early to take Drew on his scout hike and over-nighter, hiked out early to get to Drew's basketball game and to coach Christian's flag football game on Saturday, headed to work for a few hours, did Grandma and Grandpa's yard, then helped the kids do our yard.  Then we had Bev's party.  He was plum tuckered out when Drew asked him to wrestle.  Mike sighed and then got up and wrestled for several minutes.  Then Christian joined in.  Then the girls.  This is a regular occurrence at our house--all four kids against Dad.  It is quite entertaining to watch.

Sunday was the Jones party.  Bev got some cash and the American Girl books she wanted.  Grandma Jones and Grandma Peel always make the cutest personalized cards.  

We always celebrate Bev's birthday with Grandma Peel's.  It is pretty special because Beverly Gwen is named after Grandma.

Julie made Grandma's favorite--German Chocolate Cake, and we had yet another tie dye cake for Bev.

She got breakfast in bed.  Of course, when we went in to sing to her, Tiger was right in the middle of it all.

I took her and her two best friends to the park for lunch.

Bev chose Tios for her birthday dinner.  We had been there before, and Mike and I both tried talking her out of it, but she was set on it.  The restaurant was understaffed and packed.  It was obvious that all the patrons had been waiting for quite a while.  We sat down and waited.  I started looking up other Mexican restaurants, but Bev wanted to stick it out.  We did, and we ended up having fun and the kids learned a lot about customer service and what it takes to makes a restaurant run.