Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that suppose to mean? In my heart it don’t mean a thing. ~Toni Morrison, Beloved, 1987
Morrison had it right. When I think of my children and the idea that they could one day consider themselves grown and no longer consider themselves my babies, the impossibility of it borders on hilarity. I hope, at the very least, when they think they’re grown that I’ve provided with a good amount of whatever imspiration got them to “grown”–like my mom and her mother did.
I believe that my most divine designs and appreciation for well presented and delicious confections are rooted in the spectacular birthday parties of my youth. They’re cultivated by hours spent in the kitchen with my well-heeled Grandma and pruned by lessons in grace, glamour and hospitality from the perfect pout of my own red-lipped mama.
Here’s a few photos from my first baby shower . It was a carnival theme designed and hosted by my very own Mom.
I get it honest.
(Custom cake and cookies by Sabrina- handmade custom invites by my Mommy.)
This Mother’s Day is extra special for us because Haute Sugar will be featured as Entrepreneur of the Month on WEAA‘s Briefcase Radio. Be sure to tune in this Sunday at 9PM EST for a great discussions on how successful business owners have been inspired by their mothers, William Mapp’s take on the best tablets and of course a great segment featuring us!
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