So once again I become sad as another Milestone Package ends and I go from seeing my wonderful clients every three months to once a year like a distant aunt to only be dealt with on the holidays because she pinches your cheeks and gives sloppy kisses.
Carly with the chubby thighs and chubby cheeks, who scrunches up her entire face when she is really happy, did not want her cake.
She took one bite and made a bitter beer face.
The cake was perfectly yummy. Trust me all adults in the room tried it.
(By the way THANK YOU yet AGAIN to all of the wonderful ladies at Cake Creations for making my awesome cakes at the last minute my scatter brain remembers them!)
Most kids don't like their smash cakes. They are not use to sugar yet.
We got Carly to touch it by putting Cheerios on top of it.
I took a plastic knife and cut into the cake thinking she might like the inside better.
She very intently watched what I was doing.
Then very deliberately crawled over, picked up the plastic knife by the handle and copied what I had just done.
And then she went all Psycho Killer on that cake.
The cake was dead.
And Carly was happy.