mommy's b-day!

is in november, i know. but here we are with another classic post from the way-back blog machine. this is getting to be kind of fun...

beatrix and i set out to make the special birthday cake we make with no eggs or dairy that's safe for bebe to eat. it's also pretty tasty!

all the ingredients, plus one kid. we're ready to go!

now, baking is not my strong suit when it comes to cooking. i'm not a total loss in the kitchen, but i tend to find the things i'm good at and stick to them. there's not a lot of variety there, and baking is one of those places i don't often go.

sooooo... i pretty much handed the reins over to bebe and let her go wild.

i know that success is predicated upon how well you measure your ingredients, among other things, but bebe had so much fun scooping out all of her own amounts.

see?



okay, beebs. what's next!

"um.... can't read this part... can't read this part... aaaand i can't read this part."

"dude, i don't know."

"i guess we just scramble all this stuff together now."




once we had it all mixed, the trick of making this cake involves drilling three separate holes for the liquid ingredients:

once the liquids get involved, it's choob time. off with the shirt!

the thing about mixing is that it's only fun for about the first ten seconds. keep at it, beebs!

i'm going to go watch tv. i'll be back in an hour or so.

muscles!

okay! time to pour it into the bake pan! and of course, lick the bowl.

lick.

lick.

lick.

lick.

scrape.

lick.



and so on:

why so sad, beebs?

"it's... gone. all gone."

"are you sure i can't eat the bowl?"



you can try. just kidding. now we'll check to see how the cake baked in the oven:

hmm. something doesn't look right...



while i made the frosting, lady had a jean skirt dance party:

once it was frosted, bebe basked in the glow of its chocolaty goodness.

"wow."

"yo, check it! imma kick a freestyle jam over this cakety-cake, dayum!"

"hey yo! you musta come from heaven cuz' you look so heavenly!

i'd travel 'round the world, even sail the seven seas-"

"to get a piece of you, imma tell you what i'll do, gonna stick my face right in and-"

no, you're not.

"you're killing my flow!"

you're not sticking your face in that cake.

"aw, mayun!"

whatevs.



the only thing better than cake is... fire! and when you combine the two:

BAM! HAPPY EFFING BIRTHDAY!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR MOMMY!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!

"yeah, that cake looks a little weird. sorry."

at least it still tasted good!

(*it didn't.)



later on, bebe and i walked up to the neighborhood market to get some things for dinner.

"whoa, lookit this! someone must be throwing this out! it's terrible!"

"no wonder they didn't sign it."

fall cuteness.

and at the end of a long day it's nice to come home, put your feet up, and chill with your baba.


more classic posts to come! get psyched!