I decided to try my hand at domestication. Leslie and my Mom made this cake so I could frost it on Saturday morning. I have since learned that I did NOT inherit any crafty genes from my Mom. They must have all gone to Robert because he was really getting into it. This cake would have had a crystal ball, glass slippers, and a diamond necklace, if I had left him in charge. I told him he should start building houses out of cake and forget being a general contractor. CAKES... now that is where the money is!!! 
Taegan got more into opening the presents then I thought she would. She loved all the attention. 
Some cousins got her a cap gun and you can tell who was 'really' interested in this gift.
Grandma Stoddard made a very cute poncho.
Robert, Heather & Derek got Taeg' this Barbie fishing pole. Taegan and Grandma were testing it out. I think the only bite they got was from Uncle Jeff (they were using a plastic donut as bait).
This is what my nephew looked like when I left on Sunday. 
He is turning in his mission papers and got a haircut. He is looking old and responsible now. Don’t comment on the man purse in the first photo, it is a touchy subject for him. I will just hope he gets sent to Italy or some where that thing will fit in!
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I love that picture of Taeg in the sunglasses ripping the paper. It looks like it was a good party. How could it go wrong with a barbie cake? Now I want one =)
Yes, the party was off the hook.
When Eric makes you a Barbie cake, Shel', remind him to put some sort of undergarments on her. As the cake was consumed, our oversight quickly became apparent. Wardrobe malfunction. Big time.
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