“Our little ladybug is turning one. Flutter on by to have some fun.” That is how the invitation began. And so, we had a bug party to celebrate T’s first birthday. What’s a bug party without a ladybug cake AND ladybug cupcakes??? Well, we’re not going to find out this year, because we had both. And the boys were very helpful in all of our preparations. Luckily, they took shifts. One would be napping and the other would be busily helping me in the kitchen. Or, one would be at school and the other would be assisting me and licking the bowl.
Our “egg” pan. This is what we used to make the body of the ladybug. We used one half of the pan from the baseball cake (which I made for the boys’ first birthdays) for the ladybug head.
Mixing the buttercream icing to put on the cake before the fondant.
Making fondant. This was a little tricky, but it tasted 100 times better than the store bought kind. The key to making it smooth for me was refrigerating it. Some internet sites recommended putting it in the microwave to make it more pliable, but mine worked much better when it was cold and less sticky.
Stirring the powdered sugar into the fondant.
powdered sugar on the working surface to add to the fondant.
Cake is done! Now, we are going to put it together and ice it.
I tried to work with the fondant immediately when I made it. This was mainly because the birthday girl started crying in her crib. I didn’t go get her instantly, with the hope that she would settle herself down. She did not. So, here is the result. But, the great thing is- the spots on the ladybug will cover the imperfections. Gotta love that!
Yeah! The ladybug with spots. She just needs legs (pipe cleaner,) two antennae (pipe cleaner and two painted styrofoam balls,) and two eyes.
Our first son, Bakri was born on March 24, 2005. Unfortunately, my disk driver is not working on this computer, so when I went to put in a picture from the day he was born, it wouldn’t upload. So, I’ll just add that later. For now, we can look at this cute one from when he was 19 months old.
I would like to say a few things about our Bakri. He is an incredible kid. He is talented. He loves music, drums, guitar, piano, dinosaurs, insects, memorizing things, spelling and baseball. He has a vivid imagination and loves to act out scenes from books, movies, songs, or episodes from sesame street. And he is really good at it. He has filled the last 4 years of our lives full of surprises, firsts, laughs, and so much joy. It is amazing how much he has changed and developed in the last year. There is such a huge difference between a 3 year old boy and a 4 year old boy!- Thank you, Lord! I know there will be many more challenges and many more blessings ahead. We look forward to them and to a life of growing with Bakri as he grows into the man God intends for him to be. We are so thankful that God blessed us with Bakri. Our hearts overflow with love for our beautiful boy! Happy Birthday, Bakri. We love you!
We recently celebrated Bakri’s fourth birthday with one of his most favorite activities- a baseball game! We live down the street from Rice University and are now fans of Rice Owls Baseball. And why not? They are a great team. The ballpark is really nice and its an inexpensive way to see good baseball.
Grandfather and Bakri!
Grandma and Jiddy!
Bakri hanging out with the Rice Baseball players.
Aunt Patricia, Maddux, Christian, James and Uncle Michael having fun at the game.
The birthday crowd! We were quite a crowd!
The kids lined up in front of the field at the birthday party. Baseball cookies courtesy of el-hakam momma’s kitchen.
The party under the tents…it was a windy day, but it only barely sprinkled once. We were thankful to have no rain!
The birthday boy! Jiddy, Bakri and Maddux (in Jiddy’s hat)
Singing and cake!
Arriving to the game and party with Trinity.
Group cousin hug!
Bakri’s friend Janie! Isn’t she adorable!?!?!
After Bakri blew the candles out (and spit on the cake, oops) he enjoyed removing the evidence. Every kid got a cute baseball ring from the cake. I thought that was a clever idea. I wasn’t in charge of the cake, so I’m not sure who thought of it.