This year, Older Girl picked out the Panda Head cake, which, to my delight, looked much easier than the Pony Head cake she picked last year. A simple round cake, cupcakes for the ears, white and chocolate frosting, candy for embellishment and I'm home free.
I finished decorating the cake, and I sat it on the counter next to the cookbook to make sure I had hit all the decorating highlights. The Boy wandered in and looked at the cake, and then at the picture of the (allegedly) same cake in the book. I made the mistake of asking what he thought:
Hmm . . . he said thoughtfully, What is this book for?
Well, that's a picture for Mommy to follow when I'm decorating the cake.
Oh, that's the picture of your cake? How come it doesn't look the same? Yours looks . . . sad.
Thanks, kid, I can always count on you to keep me humble.
And he's right, mine did look sad.
(I don't have a scanner, so there is no picture from the cookbook for comparison. Yup, no scanner. I'm broken up about that)