I realized that I should have provided a little more info such as why I was baking a cake in the first place instead of buying one in the grocery store as usual. Way back when my younger son (YS) was still demanding a bottle first thing in the morning, I would watch the Today Show. One day they had a show called 20 Must Haves for Kitchen or something like that. I can't say for sure because when I realized it was about cooking I started to zone out. Anyhow, they showed a silicone cupcake pan that made cupcake in different shapes, and when you pushed the cupcakes together they formed an animal. I think the person even said something to the effect of "even an idiot can do it!" My interest was immediately piqued.
I went out to Target to check it out and got one of the last remaining ones which happened to be a turtle pattern. I realize more information is still needed. As I said before, A. E. stands for Alex Elliot not Betty Crocker.
I also thought it would be good because we have a couple kids with egg allergies in our playgroup so a grocery store cake is out (although one of the moms always generously offers to bring an egg-free cupcake, but I didn't want any of the kids to feel singled-out.) Plus, I hate to admit this, but it looked kind of fun. I conjured up images of my older son (OS) and I baking a cake together in a mother-son moment to be remembered for always. I could tackle a skill that I'm weak at as well as win the Mother of the Year award! It was a win win situation.
And it's true, I probably will always remember making that cake, but it turned out slightly different than I had imagined. First, OS was in bed asleep since I wanted to wait for the temperature to go down a little before I turned on the oven. Second, instead of loving words exchanged, there was a certain four letter word starting with the letter "f" spoken too many times to count in my head and sometimes out loud as I tried to frost a cake with frosting that was melting (from a can of course!). I was not at all impressed with the pan (or my frosting skills for that matter!)
So know without further ado, here is something to bring some laughter into your day:
I see it, it's a turtle! How very cute is that? And how very funny are you Alex Elliot who is not Betty Crocker? I tend to believe all cooking is enhanced with a little colorful language. The frosting I am sure, was infused with energy!
And having had a young one with an egg allergy, I think it dang sweet of you to go the extra mile to watch out for those kids.
I successfully got my daughter to try a new food tonight by getting her to help make the dish. She was so proud of her wisking abilities she just had to try the finished product.
Yes, breakfast for dinner - she helped me make French Toast.
PS - check my blog from yesterday since there is a present for you.
Professional Mom of two cats, a dog, an ant farm, and oh yeah...two boys: a 5 year old and a 3 year old. Also found in my house is my husband who is known on this blog as The Big Giraffe.
For those of us who didn't get an instruction manual with our babies and for whom parenting hasn't always gone as planned. On a more serious note this blog is about supporting a woman's ability to make her own choices about parenting including the choice, for whatever reason, to bottle feed her babies formula.
Oh Alex it's cute. I'm sure the kids loved it. How did it taste?