Jane Bradley's 5th birthday just came up and she wanted a Princess Ariel party. Of course if you're going to have a Princess Ariel party then you have to have an awesome Princess Ariel cake.... and that's where I become the cool aunt.
So of course, into the kitchen I go. Here's the final product:
I got to the house a little before to assemble the tiers and to add all of the finishing touches to the cake. I was just finishing up when the first little guest walked in the door and went "ooh... a Princess Ariel cake!" Then she ran up to it and looked really closely at it.
"Now don't touch it, sweetie. Just look," I said to cover my bases.
The last part of that sentence didn't even leave my mouth before the little girl poked out her finger, stuck it straight into the cake, and then licked it.
I about died. Oh my word. Pure rebellion... i feel sorry for that kid's parents.
But anyway, I covered it up with some more icing and went on my way.
I think Jane Bradley was pretty happy with it. Here's my sister, my niece, and me:
And then finally comes my favorite part cutting the cake.
Cutting the cake is not my favorite part because that's when you get to eat the cake. Cutting the cake is my favorite part because it finally makes the voices inside my head go away. You see, the whole entire party all i'm thinking is "please don't fall over, please don't fall over, please don't melt, please don't let a little kid jump on it...." Yeah, i might have a little anxiety problem.
But alas, I finally cut the cake and all is well. You can probably tell what I'm thinking from this picture.
So happy birthday to the beautiful Jane Bradley! I can't believe she's already five.