She adored her tutu, made with love by mommy. Her sparkly chucks and rockstar tights matched her girly grey cardigan perfectly and the cake was iced with delicate pink accents. Everything was ready. She waited patiently as the cake touched down, streeeetched to get that first hand full of icing, thought for a second, and started to wail. This never-met-a-food-she-wouldn't-try girl was absolutely petrified of the itty bitty cake. tee hee. The cake was whisked away to a nearby room and once again we were all smiles. With a smile that sweet who needs cake anyways? Happy Birthday little miss, I'd take your smile over sugar any day - hr