Here's our blurry birthday girl now!
And her friends, whose names I've since forgotten.
I know Rosie!
After the party, I went to Rosie's house to bake cookies. After the cooking festivities had ended, she offered me a ride home. The car had other ideas.
We sat in the car trying to turn the key for probably 15 minutes, but it just would not turn. Rosie was kind enough to walk me half-way home.