Dog's Day

Last week we celebrated our dear dog's eighth birthday. The girls helped me bake a bone-shaped birthday cake topped with peanut butter, and they graciously volunteered to blow out the candle for Stella. Stella, upon receiving her first birthday cake at the ripe old age of 8, needed a bit of coaxing before she believed she was actually allowed to eat this gargantuan yet delicious floor find!

The girls broke off pieces to feed Stella, but when they came in to tell me Stella was finished, they both had peanut butter smeared on their faces. I guess Stella decided to share.

Stella love!