I forgot to tell you about the tragic demise of my beloved chocolate fountain on the weekend. Abby had requested the chocolate fountain, along with fireworks, a bonfire and a pinata. Well Mike couldn't find fireworks, the wood was too wet for a bonfire and we never bothered with the pinata. But I could give her the chocolate fountain. Well I thought I could. Then we melted the chocolate, set up the fountain and there was no flowing chocolate. The motor had burnt out. I was a little heartbroken, but I am planning on replacing it. Any recommendations on a model?
I also promised you the blingiest shoes you've ever seen. These, a gift from Granny. Here's the thing, Abby has a well documented shoe addiction and Granny had a tiny bit of a shopping addiction and she works at a store that sells shoes (and clothes) for little kids. It's a match made in heaven.