Quite a bit earlier this year,Β {which really translates as, Β I CAN NOT REMEMBER WHAT MONTH IT WAS}Β we had friends coming over and we fixed some food and I set the table and I picked up my camera for some photos, as I often do if I have the time!
I loved the hues and light bouncing off of the yellow cherry tomatoes.
I’d made cupcakes and then I thought, “Hey, it would be fun to have a “decorate your own cupcake dessert bar” or a “build your own cupcake”. A little like Build-a-Bear without bears and fiber fill.
I dug out sprinkles and spoonedΒ icing into bowls and arranged cupcakes at the head of the line.
An even longer time back than thisΒ having-friends-over-occasion, one of my friends had an outside lunch with her littles and she placed finger foods in muffin tins. I thought this was a fantastically fun idea and tucked it into my brain. It resurfaced as I put together my cupcake making station.
Yes! Muffin tin! The perfect thing to display our sprinkles and the gummi minions who’d been hanging out in our cake decorating supplies.
It pulled together for a fun and colorful display!
The kiddos did have fun making and sprinkling their cupcakes. And minion-ing them. π
{I adore sprinkles. The look of them. They look happy. I like the bigger sugar sprinkles they have now and look at this gold pearlized mix! It would be fun to use.}
I think I need to be an event table-setter. Is there such a job description?! Ha!
I love making a table pretty. I remember carefully placing my mother’s good china and beautiful, blue goblets in the table for company and carefully laying a napkin on every plate. As a child, I didn’t realize that this was a “thing” for me. That it was part of who I am. I thought every little girl loved doing this.
I still slip into that thinking. Somehow it seems if it is something I enjoy or something that comes fairly easily to me, it probably does to everyone else. That’s not true, though. I don’t know why it’s so easy to assume that.
I know we’re male and female, but my man could care less about setting a table and I could care less about welding. I’m glad he likes it and is good at it, but I zero desire to put a welding helmet on.
THUS, you would think this would indicate to me, that across the board, we people are unique and blessed with different gifts, whether male or female, young or old, similar or dissimilar.
Hmmm. Quite a hopping around of topics in this post. They do all have a common point. The setting of the table and friends visiting!
I hope your Monday is happy!
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What a fun idea! And those Minion gummies are the cutest!
Thank-you so much, Beth! The Minion gummies made me giggle. π