You might have heard that we celebrated a birthday around here yesterday. All those sprinkles? They’re for the boy’s cake. I recently ran across this Rainbow Sprinkle Cake on Pinterest. I talk about it enough. If you want to find me on Pinterest, go here. It’s a fun place to be friends. 🙂
I will preface all of the coming pictures with this disclaimer: I am not a baker. Usually, I serve cupcakes at my kids’ birthday parties. I have become a master of fancying up boxed cake mix with some pretty fantastic homemade frosting. Cupcakes and kids go really well together. You don’t have to worry about how good (or bad) you are at cutting cake. There’s no frustration over who gets the corner, the flower, the biggest piece. You don’t have to deal with a line of anxious kids waiting for their slice. You just pass out cupcakes. It all happens very quickly. Everyone is happy.
For the first time ever, we didn’t have a big party. Two months ago, when it normally would have been time to start thinking and planning the party, I just couldn’t get into it. I usually love throwing the kids’ parties, but for some reason, I didn’t feel like it. It may have been divine providence. Looking back at how February turned out, planning a party probably would have pushed me over the edge.
I won’t lie and tell you that I’m not battling a lot of mommy-guilt over the fact that I didn’t give Aidan a party, because I am. What I will tell you is that it turned out just fine. The boy is happy. And I’m sure this won’t be the last time I feel guilty over a parenting decision.
Instead of a big party, my parents came to visit, we had Aidan’s favorite (tacos) for dinner, and for the first time in his life, I made my son a cake.
Ta-da! That is a lot of sprinkles. Aidan thought his cake was awesome, and I’m pretty proud of the way it turned out, too. The funniest part is cutting into the thing and hearing the “Ping! Ping!” of little sprinkles everywhere. We’ll be finding them in this house for months to come.
I even got a little crazy with the inside. The original had six layers of rainbow colors inside. I went with four layers, in blue and green. Ooh…
It was yummy!
Here’s one of me and my boy. He’s come to the age where he runs from me and acts like he doesn’t want to be loved on. It’s fun to catch him and force him into it from time to time. Especially now that I can see he’s smiling anyway.
Around here, everyone gets into opening presents, even the Hank dog. And Pop’s foot.
Snap. Eat. Run. 