Birthday cake

throw a Star Wars birthday party? They're super-fun and being either an adult or child - it will never be forgotten! Man or boy, it doesn't matter – they both would absolutely love having a Star Wars Birthday Party. Just make sure you take a ton of photos to remember this special day. You might even start a scrap-book to look back on for years to come. Is your little or (big) boy approaching a birthday? Why not throw 'em a themed Star Wars VII The Force Awakens Ultimate birthday party to celebrate

Similarly, children's birthday consume too much. To celebrate a birthday party, the parents usually pay about $150.00 to a fun place such as McDonald's, Chucky cheeses, or children's gym for a birthday party and spend at least $100 more for gifts, goodie bags and birthday cakes. When I was a child, my family birthday tradition was that I should do some housework for my mom because I needed to remember this special day

lessons through life. Only a few events happened before this one that I can remember. On my 6th birthday, life could have been lost, and from that I learned to always be careful and that life can change in an instant. First, I woke up Saturday afternoon. Since it was Saturday, I slept longer than usual. Today was the day chosen to celebrate my birthday, which was actually a few days before. It was my 6th birthday party. My parents and I decided that the party would take place at our home. We invited all

Hey there Elise, I'm so excited for you! It's your birthday! Yay! I wanted to surprise you a box of presents to put a big smile on your face and to show my appreciation for you and all you do. You're a terrific friend and a constant source of encouragement-not only to me-but to everyone you know! You bring so much joy to others, and you know how to make people smile and laugh. When you throw a party, you seek to make sure the needs of everyone are met and you'll plan little details to make to make

box. Loretta slowly opens the box, and her face lights up seeing her name, “Loretta MaryAnn” stitched across a blanket with decorative flowers surrounding her name. “Mama, you must have made this yourself! It’s amazing. I love it.” I tell her happy birthday, and that I love her. Lastly, Loretta receives the extravagant box from her Aunt. She rips the wrapping paper off the gift, tears off the big bow, and without hesitation, busts open the box and out comes the yellow dress Loretta has been dreaming

How old are you? Six. I 'm seven. So? They eye each other, seeing themselves tiny in the other 's pupils. They clear their throats a lot, a room of small bankers, they fold their arms and frown. I could beat you up, a seven says to a six, the dark cake, round and heavy as a turret, behind them on the table. My son, freckles like specks of nutmeg on his cheeks, chest narrow as the balsa keel of a model boat, long hands cool and thin as the day they guided him out of me, speaks up as a host for the

any more everyone I tried to talk to blows me off, so why do I even bother anyway. The next day, this would be the day, the day of all days where I officially had enough. My soccer team had a very important game but most importantly it was my birthday. The day started out to be so wonderful I had a huge and delicious breakfast with my family; we talked

The ‘Soldier’s Queen’, Mrs. Charles Roberts, hoisting the unique ANZAC flag at the Cottage at approximately 5.00pm on February 12, 1916. Many definitions of antique refer to the object or item in question as being more than 100 years old. The 101st anniversary of the construction of ANZAC Cottage on February 12, 2017 will confer not only historic icon status, but antique status as well. The Friends of ANZAC Cottage will celebrate this remarkable milestone with an Open Day between 1.00pm and

On her eighteen birthday, she would change her own destiny. Lauren was an egotistical seventeen year old. She wasn’t friendly and hated making friends. Yet her life was as perfect as could be. She was really tall, taller than average. She had light complexion and ginger hair. Freckles took over her face. Her style was very girly and preppy. She had everything she needed and wanted. Her parents worked hard to give her the very best. The day of her birthday party was approaching fast. Her parents

I grew up relatively poor. Not horribly poor. I mean not one person in my family was forced to wear one of those pickle barrels with straps like in the Three Stooges. Still, my family was very far from being considered rich and there were a lot of things beyond the bare necessities that we couldn’t live without. The only thing about my families situation is that I didn’t realize that I had grown up poor until I moved to Seattle my senior year of high school. Once I arrived there and my family settled