This is what
Rob's cake was supposed to look like.
Only chocolate instead of lavender. But that was basically what I was going for.
Fortunately, I nailed it for Westley's half-birthday celebration. The half-birthday boy himself thought so, anyway. He'd watch me bake it, but the finished product still came off as a total surprise.
Westley didn't wait for me to cut him a piece. He decided to help himself while I was getting plates and a knife.
In keeping with my
baked-goods-as-self-portraiture theme, though, the inside of the cake (which was supposed to be lovely, marble-y, swirly deliciousness) was a total mess.
But it was delicious, and it reminded me that I really
can make a cake from scratch without having a complete emotional breakdown.
And - most importantly - it made a two-and-a-half-year-old boy very, very happy.
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