I made Regina's cake in her favorite color, and Clare picked out her candle. I bought a numeral 3 candle for her, but it got lost. In my purse. Until the day after her birthday.
That's our Regina...sassy little thing.
This last picture speaks volumes... somebody (Clare, I believe) has placed a hand in front of Natalie's mouth to prevent her from blowing out Regina's candles. It didn't help...Noelle blew them out instead!