Just for one more night, I will go to bed with my sweet baby 3 year old tucked neatly asleep. Because tomorrow, he will turn 4. I get weepy at birthdays. They come so quickly, and the kids are growing so fast, and it's hard to believe.
He is so excited about his birthday that he really struggled falling asleep tonight. He kept getting up, singing, talking, asking for things..........he just couldn't let go. Tomorrow is his big day- and for that I am happy. I'm happy because he is happy. But I'm sad that he's already almost 4.
All of that mushy stuff aside- everyone knows what I have been doing tonight. The cake. Why oh why oh why do I not just call a bakery you may ask????? I LOVE baking the kids birthday cakes. Too bad for them, I am not so good at it. I personally blame the internet. There are just way too many different pictures of stuff that make it all look so easy. I fall for it, every time.
Sam's request for this year- a snowman cake, no no no a spiderman cake- with no frosting, or toaster strudels.
What he's going to get:
No-that is not Elmo on crack- that would be spider man.
I somehow got the idea in my head that it would be easier, cuter, nicer, to make cake balls rather than just trying to draw something on a cake. I was wrong. (Cake Balls- for those of you who do not know- are cake and frosting all mushed together, rolled into balls and dipped in chocolate. Like a truffel, in a strange kind of way).
My hope is that Sam looks at his cupcakes tomorrow and thinks they are awesome. Because with only 3 birthdays under his belt, he doesn't have much to compare it to. And maybe he doesn't realize they sell Spider Man cakes at Sam's. And perhaps he'll forget that Rebecca could have made something really awesome for him. Yeah- or maybe he'll just know that although they look ridiculous- his mommy spent 2.5 hours creating them and will just go with it.
Despite the less than perfect cake- it's going to be a good day. I mean look, he already loves his presents!