The sisters' visit was survived.
As was the turning 16 of my oldest.
As was his birthday party.
But the prep work for his party was crazy. Smoking, cooking, baking. Felt like it went on for days. I had no idea how many people to expect. He had invited a bunch of friends, mostly football players. I had invited people to come help celebrate our survival of 16 years of parenthood. Plus the obligatory family members.
Eric had requested a smoked brisket and pulled pork and potato salad. Last minute, he asked for devilled eggs. But the baking was my choice.
I made rootbeer cupcakes, butterscotch cupcakes, and chocolate and butterscotch chip with bacon cookies. I topped the rootbeer cupcakes with rootbeer barrel candies. The butterscotch cupcakes were topped with a butterscotch candy.
There was of course way too much food, but Eric seemed to have a good time and that was all that mattered.
3 years until the next 16th birthday party. That one will be in May so it won't be so miserably hot.
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