Every year I get this grand illusion that I'm going to make my children's cakes. I think, this year will be the year that it works. I think, this year it will not look like a preschooler made the cake. Every year, I am wrong. But, I will keep trying and until they are too embarrassed to let the preschoolesque cakes be seen at their parties. I bake the cakes from scratch and I have now learned to make at least 2 because something will inevitably go wrong. This year, my dad helped me pour them into a cupcake pan, loaf pan, and mini cupcake pan that we needed. Lets just say that we were a little heavy handed and we ended up cleaning out the oven and starting over half way through. Good times...
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| It's a John Deere tractor, can't you tell? What makes it worse is that it isn't just for my 1 year old, but for my 31 year old husband. He's so proud ... |
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| What is this odd thing, Mommy? |
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| Maybe if I poke it a few times, I'll figure it out. |
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| It's ok |
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| Maybe better than ok |
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| Yep, its fantastic! |
Just in case you want to hire me for your parties. Here is the fabulousness that we call birthday cakes...
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| The lady bug for A.'s first birthday |
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A monkey for A's second birthday. I was actually pretty happy with this but I made the mouth out of the 1st cake that crumbled instead of coming out nice and pretty and round.
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| A.'s polkadot cake with the dripping icing. Not cute! |
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