tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1463948729409346899.post-30649957837956616092008-01-22T19:42:00.000-05:002008-01-22T19:50:43.667-05:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T15HtaeOek0/R5aOg2AbcZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wC3nsKVZHZQ/s1600-h/ainparty50.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158467118103753106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T15HtaeOek0/R5aOg2AbcZI/AAAAAAAAAiM/wC3nsKVZHZQ/s200/ainparty50.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T15HtaeOek0/R5aOY2AbcYI/AAAAAAAAAiE/F67lsdz1GvA/s1600-h/ainparty40.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158466980664799618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T15HtaeOek0/R5aOY2AbcYI/AAAAAAAAAiE/F67lsdz1GvA/s200/ainparty40.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />My daughter recently attended a sleepover with her friends sans cocktails (they are still young) for a birthday. They had a fashion show and danced with the disco ball! Great fun was had by all! Check out the adorable cake her mom made by hand (I'm not that ambitious, but I do appreciate great homemade cakes!) It's a sleepover cake!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1463948729409346899-3064995783795661609?l=www.parent-traps.com'/></div>Stacey063http://www.blogger.com/profile/04593080435894086944noreply@blogger.com1