Since Andrew’s birthday is tomorrow, Stella and I made a cake on Saturday. My husband being the most boring dessert eater in the world, it was vanilla cake with vanilla icing. Not to be dissuaded, we punched it up a bit though.
Yeeeah, so Stella insisted she was going to draw “a spaceman” on top. Three blobs in and she gave up. So we improvised. Hey, it tastes good!