The boys were here over the weekend. Yes, that means I had a 1-year-old, a 2-year-old, a 4-year-old, a 13-year-old, a 15-year-old, to contend with. Thankfully, the older two were a delight while the younger ones were busy attempting to strain what's left of my brain through their toy shopping baskets.
Master C celebrated his 13th birthday last Thursday and Miss C baked him a cake. It turned out well considering that parts of it broke when we tried to assemble this four layer monster and we ran out of frosting.
Frosting, like a baggy shirt or make-up hides a multitude of sins!
Aren't they cute!
It looks better than we thought it would!
He wanted the center of the cake, so I took a glass and "cut" it out for him.
Although it looks like he is about to sneeze, he's really just blowing out the candles.
Yummo!
3 comments:
Just visiting. Thanks for that cute story. That cake looks yummy (sorry can't say yummo). Theresa
That is a BRILLIANT way of cutting out the middle of the cake. And what a beautiful cake, too. Would never have known you ran out of frosting!
Happy Birthday, Master C!
Heidi
I love how the cake became the letter c. I'm going to have to try that.
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