I think it would not be good for me to be a professional cake decorator.
I lick my fingers. I can’t stop myself.
I would weigh 3 times as much as I should and never be hungry for good food.
Here’s the cake I made for my youngest’s birthday on Saturday. I’m being honest and refrained from photoshopping the following picture.
You can stop laughing now.
I ran out of the decorator icing I had, and I used all my red food coloring so Elmo has a bleached spot on his chin. [Red food coloring = the terror of every good mother.]
At least my birthday girl liked it. Two year olds are very forgiving. I think when my children are teens I shall buy their cakes, or take some cake decorating lessons.
It’s actually a brownie mix with an extra egg added to make it cake-like.
I could tell you that she likes brownies better than cake. That’s totally true.
Then again I could say that I thought I had a chocolate cake mix, but only had spice and angel food.
Hence the brownie cake.