This is the huge car she rented for all of us to drive around in on her birthday.
Isn't she generous?
I love him.
And him. And him. And him.
They arrived from Happy Cakes, a gourmet cupcake shop in Highlands. I could live there.
I am not kidding.
I had the chocolate salted carmel cupcake. Or in other words, I had heaven wrapped in perfection topped with sea salt. It doesn't get any better.
Especially when it follows a free hamburger.
Heh heh heh.
Here are some more of Lizz's friends of whose names I don't recall.
But I know I liked them. All of them.
And here are Lizz and I. I felt like I was taking a senior picture or something.
And here are even more people who shall remain nameless. But I guarantee that they all loved their hamburgers and cupcakes.
Next up: Volleyball. I told you this was a party on wheels.
Even the little ones got to play.
And just when we thought we couldn't possibly handle one more exciting thing, this dude arrived:
His name is Cody and he is a horse-dog.
And he could eat my head.
So, all in all, it was a pretty darn fabulous birthday party and it wasn't even mine! Thanks for being born, Lizzy!