Tasty birds

 

Our sweet church family threw a shower for us this past Sunday afternoon (December 9), and in my gleeful haste to gab and be festive, the only picture I took of the whole event was this shot of a single cupcake with the purple bird's beak nibbled off.  Yes, I ate it.  Yes, I monitored my sugar all afternoon so I could eat it.

I left nothing but a few marshmallow fondant feathers.  Let's have a moment of silence for Mr. Delicious Bird and his fallen comrades.

I would gladly accept and treasure any pictures from that day, if any gentle reader might oblige me...