Baker’s woman. Tomorrow is Cameron’s birthday. Of course, he wants cupcakes with hearts. And a Scooby Doo birthday cake for home. While I’m at it, might as well make cookies for tonight’s school event. I am covered with chocolate cake mix. Seriously, up my sleeves and a spray across my shirt. What the hell just happened in that kitchen?
Last year was much easier. A brownie for a cake. This year–the Mystery Machine. Owen is pretty easy. He doesn’t eat cake or cupcakes–just rice crispy treats. Can I pull this off? The cupcakes will be easy. I am going to add some sprinkles to the hearts…Kevin was a little concerned about the girliness of the hearts. I love that Cam is not controlled by stereotypes at this time. The cookies are done. It’s just that freaking cake. I hate decorating cakes. Heck, I hate making them–even from a box. And why were the cupcakes so difficult to get into the little paper thingies? And why do they give you so many paper things? Isn’t 24 a standard baking number? Clearly, I am cake decoratingly challenged. Good thing my children are easily impressed.
Knitting…not much time for that. I am just about 1/2 way done with the last sleeve on Owen’s pullover. And I am about a 1/3 of the way through a red scarf for the Red Scarf Project. When I am less slimed with cake I will take some pictures. Clapotis has been sadly neglected till I get these other projects off my back. So much for the process, huh? And I don’t even want to mention the hat the Resource Room teacher wants me to knit. I can’t say no. At least that’s quick.