Cake Decorating

Before I do the big reveal of the decorated birthday cake…

I need to share a little story about what happened yesterday which was my actual birthday.

Since school was canceled for the 2nd day in a row because of the raining and flooding in Georgia, Scary Baby was home and had plenty of time for cake decorating.

I was glad she wanted to do this. Falls under crafty homemaking project that required no supervision. My kind of activity.

I go downstairs to see the finished creation. She has a neighbor friend over and when she hears me coming, she leaps to her feet trying to become invisible near a wall in the family room. I round the corner and say:

“What are you doing?”

She stands with a small plate and fork in her hand (in the family room where she’s not suppose to be eating…this is a recording) with what definitely looks like birthday cake.

Yes, that’s right. Scary Baby has served up the decorated birthday cake in the middle of the afternoon.

This is a new twist on “Birthday Surprise.”

I tell her I really can’t believe she is eating the cake before her dad and brother get home. We typically have cake after dinner with the family.

She indignantly replied:

I didn’t have the first piece! There was already a piece gone!

PhilBillPaul had iced the cake just before midnight. I was sure he didn’t have a piece before she got to decorate it.

I moved on. It was one of those “pick your battles” moments.

I pulled the cake from the fridge (chocolate cream cheese frosting) and praised her lovely decorating skills and told her I loved it.

Which I did. Especially the cinnamon red hots. An unusual personal touch.

I also love her diamond pattern she had planned out on graph paper. And the fact she used my first name.

Later, I used my finely honed detective parenting skills, I found out that it was her darling brother who had a small piece in the middle of the night. His explanation…

He saw it. He was hungry. He didn’t know it was a birthday cake.

This is the life of a mom and low key birthdays.