Sweet Sixteen

I don’t believe I ever shared a picture of Rachel’s birthday cake from her 16th birthday.

She wanted number candles instead of 16 burning sticks melting wax all over the frosting, so I rummaged through the birthday candles and came up with 16.

  

When the cake came out, she looked at it, smirked, and said, “Yup, that’s 16 all right.”