And that would be Queen Avery.
My uncle sent us a King Cake straight from a bakery in Louisiana! And he sent Mardi Gras crowns, masks and beads. My kids are going nuts with it all. Thank god they don’t realize that you can show skin to get more beads… That’d be all I need. Henry already has no problem walking into the front yard with his junk jangling. Plus, i have no more beads to hand out… He’d just be streaking for nothing. We already have enough needless nudity around here, thank you.
Anyway, according to Proclamation 4,762 set into place by Queen Avery, we will have a party and parade today. She’s also determined that nobody can have the baby in the King Cake but her, since she’s Queen. She’s not getting the whole tradition of the King Cake trinket… Whoever gets the piece of cake with the baby in it gets to be king or queen. But, since she’s already made that Royal Declaration, I guess it’s a moot point.
She also decorated a Mardi Gras house, whatever the hell that is. She made it out of a cardboard box… It’s pretty cute, actually. So not sure if she’ll sit in her Royal House and watch and wave and hoard beads or if she will actually be participating in the parade… She may just be expecting us to parade around her all afternoon while she directs us from her throne.
Whatever we do and however it goes down, Mama is going out after our parade for my own Mardi Gras partay. It’s GNO in Shannieland tonight. I’m in need. Too much going on. Overload. Overload. Overload. I’ll fill you in later… But, for now, I’ll just say Happy Mardi Gras and load you up with some pics of the kids parading Her Highness, Avery the Mardi Gras Queen of Everything.