This is one of Natalie's very favorite past times. I don't know how I let it get so bad this time, at least she helped me tidy up.
I've been on a mission to bake the perfect first birthday cake for Natalie. Originally, I had planned on getting her a gourmet cake from one of our local bakeries, but I figured it's a whole lot more special for Mommy to make her cake... and fancy cakes are just a wee bit expensive. Last week I produced "Prototype A", it was OK but needed some improvement. To save what's left of my waistline I gave it to Chase to take to work, he said it was like soldier chum. Now I have the image of a platoon of famished soldiers circling my cake like sharks stuck in my head. Anyway, today I made "Prototype B". Can you tell I'm taking this very seriously? It was an epic failure. I won't go into details, but let's just say it tastes a whole lot better than it looks. As I was struggling with a cake that was crumbling, Natalie was "organizing" my cabinets. Whatever, it made her happy. I'd love to share photos of my cake attempts, but then it would ruin the surprise.
Random photo: Chase and Me on one of our very rare date nights.
Doesn't this look like the quintessential prom photo? That's kind of what I was going for.
