The Funny Bunny Cake

Clay has a little egg hunt tomorrow so I volunteered to bring a bunny cake (idea courtesy of Aunt Jamie) and some pasta salad. I thought I would get the cake started this afternoon and I could finish after Mike got home to help with the kids. When I realized he would be over an hour late (and started adding up baking/cooling/decorating time), I went ahead and started.

It's a fun time when you are trying to ice and decorate a cake with 1- and 2-year-old's sitting on the counter taking out every utensil in the utensil bucket, unloading the silverware drawer and trying to grab EVERY candy you're decorating with (and you're OCD about cleanliness in the kitchen).

I thought I was doing a good job decorating and properly monitoring the kids (except for the one time when Carolina came thisclose to taking a swig out of the vegetable oil container-- who taught her how to open lids anyway??).

We were having a great time as I went from memory (no running to the computer when you have little ones on the counter). As I decorated I talked to Clay about how special he is and that the reason that I was decorating the cake was so he would have something special to take to the party tomorrow. I wanted him to know that this special project was just for him.

I was so proud that even though my original plans had gone a little haywire that we had made fun memories and had a super cute cake to show for it. I was SO excited to show it to Clay and get his reaction. Mike had come home by this point and stood over the cake holding Clay.

Me: Loooook Clay! Do you see the cake Mommy made? Do you like it??

Clay: Mama, it's a CAT cake! It's a cat!

Me: No, it's a bunny. Don't you see the bunny ears?

Clay: No, it's a cat, mama. It's a cat.

Mike (whose opinion I didn't need at this point): I don't know. It kind of looks like a cat to me, too.

Since when are cats the only things with whiskers?? And that's when I made both of them do the bunny hop to bed with no dinner. Just kidding. But don't think it didn't cross my mind.