After the disaster that was Eion's first birthday cake this week, and seriously, will this birthday ever end?, I had a number of Monday morning quarterbacks, ahem, Morrigan and Tim, letting me know all I had done wrong in frosting the cake. Betty Crocker, they assured me, said I just needed to whip the frosting first and all would be well.
Seeing the cake currently cooling on my counter, I HAVE MY DOUBTS.
How the f dash dash dash am I going to hold this together? It is all coming back to me now, the wisdom of the store bought cake. I'm not even sure this was cheaper. Check back in a few hours and you can witness the full glory of the completed masterpiece. Hopefully 9 and 10 year olds are not harsh critics.