I can bake a mean cake but I am in no way a cake decorator. I told B3 that I thought we'd be better off making cupcakes. She didn't agree.
So, being the good mother that I am, I agreed to attempt this. What was I thinking? I think the answer is that I wasn't thinking.
I know, I know. It doesn't look at all like the picture. More like something from a Star Wars movie. Or a melting igloo. No matter. We'll be eating it with ice cream and I know it tastes good because I sneaked a little bite. And the best part is that we made a memory -- I guarantee you B3 will never forget this, nor will she let me.