Friday Fragments: Cupcake FAIL

It feels like FOREVER since I've settled down at the ol' Friday Fragments feedbag. Thanks, as always to Mrs. 4444 for hosting!


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What in the name of all that is dunked in Old Bay and served with longnecks happened here?

Oh, right. The snow. The Snow-Snow-Snowtorious Clusterfall of 2010 has started to melt, unearthing the broken branches, fallen trees, and dearly departed mailboxes left in its snowy wake.

I can't even show you the pictures of my shrubberies and cactus. It's too painful.

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Owen had his birthday on Sunday, and we did a family party this year. I don't know what it is about my children and the passage of another year, but I always suffer the delusion that I am a cast member of Ace of Cakes and consequently attempt to create adorable homemade cakes for my children.

It's never pretty. For an instant self-esteem boost, read about Joel's first birthday cake.



Owen wanted me to make cupcakes that looked like sheep. "Just like in the picture, Mom!" he declared, brandishing a Mommy and Me cookbook.

Those cookbooks always make me suspicious. They are often penned by women named "Sandi" who have rock-hard abs and unnaturally bright eyes.

So, with my mother's help, we made the cupcakes.

It went as well as you could imagine.

My mother is crafty and made cute, baa-ing little things:

 

Mine were rocking the "Serial Killer Chic" look: 

 

I gave up and decided that I would make Sea Anemone Cupcakes instead. 

 

Just wait until late July!  When Joel turns two, you'll see the next installment of Cake Wrecks: Home Edition, courtesy of yours truly. 

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At Owen's school, the birthday boy gets to wear a birthday crown. 

 

He didn't take this off until eight PM. And then, still, VERY GRUDGINGLY. With extreme grudge, one could argue. 

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Ummmmmmmm....boys are weird. 

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And that's all she wrote! Happy Friday, everybody!