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Thursday, 18 February 2016
Frozen-fever - three years to go !
They promise at the package it would last between 3 and 6 years. My second one turned three last week. Meaning I have still roughly three years to see the light blue dresses, listen to the "Let it go" -song, collect the inieme Princess-Elsa doll from the floor..Yes, the Frozen fever ! The culmination of the Frozen fever coincides unfortunately with both girls' birthdays and with the real fever-flue-season. This is not ideal. The birthday parties approaching we spent evening and evenings "preparing for the cake" meaning surfing on the web for ideas..this is NOT how to manage expectations I can tell you ! My daughters think the All-capable-Mom can come up with pretty much anything they see on the web (thank you for the confidence my dears). So we have finally selected the cake model, we've chocen the decor for the table, we've filled the party-bags, the friends have received the invitations..when the second fever kicks in: the flue! Oh dear it was mean this year! And it came in waves meaning we have been almost one month fighting the germs and even the All-mighty-Mom was knocked down! But there is light at the end of the tunnel, after long illnesses there is nothing more wonderful than being well! The Rennaissance! And here I find myself, first morning in health, baking, my dear friends, the Princess-Elsa cake for my real princesses..I would not be happier doing anything else..
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