Why yes, that is an IKEA pillar candle from the hall closet that the Kid is blowing out for her birthday. Couldn't find the birthday candles. Always prepared. (At least I didn't have to use an uncooked spaghetti noodle held over the stove burner as a match. This time.) And the random kid in the background? Just a dinner moocher. He sometimes stops by our house so that we can feed him chocolate icing.
This is real parenting, people.
Happy birthday, my darling girl!
