I don't like kids. OK, I like SOME kids. My precious punkins, I adore! All my nieces and nephews are pretty damn fabulous. My cousins all have awesome kids, and I have even allowed myself to remain friends, with my friends who have had kids (or are about to have kids!). I have friends who have kids that I have not met yet, but I am pretty sure I will like them too! (congratulations on making the list) But as a general rule...I just don't get it. I don't swoon over babies (or puppies for that matter, but, that's another day). I often find the sound of children laughing, a bit (lot) annoying, and God forbid, they start screaming (from what I have seen, for no good reason) or screeching! They are messy, snotty, loud, and they run around stores like bats outta hell! ( I blame bad parenting on much of this) I yell at them for this, and have, on more than one occasion been VEEEERRRY tempted to trip a child. Sorry, but...yes. So, if you are a stranger to me, a friend of a friend, acquaintance...whatever, and you want to show off your kid to me, I can pretty much assure you, I will be less than impressed. Don't be mad. I warned you.
This being said, husband and I went to L.A. this weekend to attend my nephew Wyatt's 3rd birthday and to provide the baked goods for his partay! (recipes and pics later in the post). Wyatt is a very precious boy, he is definitely on my list of "kids I can tolerate". (OK, he is on the "LOVE" list) so I was pretty excited to about going to L.A. to see him and my sister Karin! Plus, I got to bake! However, I knew going to this party there would be a lot of "other kids" there. "Other kids" being strange(er) kids (I am a huge advocate for "stranger danger", my version is just reversed).
Most of the kids at the party were tolerable. They didn't come near me, which is always a plus. One little girl did come over to me and I was so confused as to why she came up to say hello to me that I just stared at her in confusion while asking husband out of the corner of my mouth, "honey, what does she want?, I don't know what to say to her". He kinda took it from there. I wont lie, she was actually pretty cute. She was a quiet child, and that appealed to me.
Other children just ripped toys out of each others hands, pulled decorations off of the cakes, and refused to share..while screaming. Do they understand "sharing" at ages 3-5? I assumed so. I honestly could be wrong, obviously I am not a mother (yet). I just enjoy being the outsider that is telling you that you are obviously not doing it (parenting) correctly. I have no doubt, that when the time comes for me to have a kid, I will eat my words...but until then.....
Ok, So we were up til 2am baking these cupcakes and the grassy mound "grave digger" cake for Wyatt! Exhausting, but fun, and the little man is worth it!
These are the cupcakes! Chocolate with vanilla butter cream! The cake was too dark for the liners, so the damn colors didn't show up. That was disappointing, but we went with it.
These next pictures SHOULD also have me in them, in tears! AHHH! The neighbors oven was a tad hot I think, plus, it was 102 degrees that day, it affected some batches and I was raging pretty hard, (husband stops talking to me when I rage, it's not a nice quality...apparently) we just snacked on these disasters while we prettied up the others!
Party pics!
GRAVE DIGGER!! Wyatt's FAVORITE!
This is where the rest of the "disaster cupcakes" made it!
He likes them!!!
OK, so there you have it! Wyatt got a ton of monster trucks, which are, of course, the COOLEST thing EVER! Right!? 3 year olds dig em! We had a great time, seeing Karin and Wyatt and partying with the little dude! It was balls hot the whole time we were there, but we survived, and I would do it again!
OK, I am going to do another quick post, with the chocolate cake recipe and the SUPER YUMMY Buttercream! Until next time! Grumpy baking!!
B
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