According to my Mum, I've made sixty Birthday cakes for my children,(not counting the few store-bought ones).So that's it! done my motherly duty! don't say I don't love you!
So, here's the latest cake for no. 2 son. What would suit a teenage boy perfectly? - a sleep-head cake, complete with laptop, i-pod, dirty socks, dirty dishes, bowl of noodles and bed sheet on the floor not on the kid!
Apparently my i-pod doesn't look like one and No 3 son said I should have added a clock that said 12pm.
As I am prone to forgetting my birthday until the day before (seriously) I thought I would go find these sixty birthday cakes, can't really be that many. So, here in no particular order are a few of the "themed" cakes, as I have been reminded by my children on many a birthday how Mum went through a "round cake" phase in every colour (that's because I didn't have to dig out matching cake boards to cover and siblings happily helped decorate) Many a cake has been carted in the car to Grandparents houses, surprised there have been no fatalities.
I have the proof not all were round!
The present stack (with smiley face candles sent by Grandma in the mail for the occasion) as we were doing country time (for no crime).
The white chocolate and peanut m&m tower.
The Aust. Woman's weekly cookbook got a work-out.
Robot cake (still one of his favourites)
Simple monster cake with spiky hair.
The Humphrey Bear cake that still makes me cringe.
The "bonfire" cake (because I'll put my own candles on my cake).
The beach babe's "thongs" cake.Which didn't work very well, the bubble gum straps went limp in the fridge. Should have used licorice or sour straps.
I like to keep the candles close to contain germs, Yuk!!
The hickory-dickory clock.
The first word he learnt to say - bear cake.
Another bear cake
Tried the "topsy-turvy" cake ,didn't really work.
Drat - a round cake.
Sweet shop with a precarious lean.
We've done boats and cars,no planes though.
Miss piggy head for a no. 3 birthday.
Drat - another round cake.
One of his favourites - a pirates of the Caribbean treasure chest.
Why are these kids looking miserable in the photos?
Well, making all those boob-cakes in the Whitsundays came in handy, never thought I would be still making kid cakes.