Don't you just love what they can do with birthday cakes now? It's extraordinary all the choices, designs, sizes, concepts, etc.
I tried something different this weekend. We had an impromptu 2nd birthday breakfast Saturday for my youngest great-nephew for those of us who couldn't get to his real birthday party the next day.
Since I was the one who pulled the party together, I took the responsibility for getting the decorations and cake. I ordered an alligator cupcake-cake to go along with the "Go, Diego, Go" theme -- which the little guy watches incessantly now as "Day-go" is his favorite cartoon. He took a stab at eating one of the c
upcakes from the alligator's tail because he's mastered eating with a fork -- but, as these things go, got more on his face and fingers than in his tummy. Plus, he was so full of pancakes (his favorite breakfast) that he just slouched back into the high chair looking like an old man ready to loosen his trousers to watch a sports game on television -- and his eyes started to droop.
So, the party was over ... or was it?!!! Once they returned home, the birthday boy and his two older brothers stuffed themselves all the rest of the day with the alligator cupcakes and they loved to be told that their lips and tongues had turned to green.
Well, the next day the two older boys (ages 6 and 4) made a startling discovery. Our "poop is green!" they shrieked to their mom. They started peeking into the birthday boy's diaper to check on him, and, alas, his poop, too, was an alarming shade of bright green.
"Why did Aunt Melanie put alligator poisoning in the cake?" they asked. Once my niece explained about the concept of food coloring and its inevitable effects on things besides their tongues, they nodded wisely, absolutely satisfied that it was okay to have even more alligator cupcakes.
You'll see I've included a photo of the "toxic" cake.
Naturally, I had to do a childlike wordart today. Hope you can use it.
Happy Wednesday!
Melanie