Here it is. Finished. About to be demolished. It ain't perfect but he recognised it and seemed unbothered by the inaccuracies of the design.
The Bestie suggested today that I attend a cake decorating class as has another friend of ours, the Divamissal. D has a 4 year old son and a set of twins so she will be making birthday cakes for some years to come methinks; it makes great sense for her to attend classes.
For me it is different. I pointed out to The Bestie, the obvious flaw in her suggestion.
"You see if I attend classes people will start to expect great things of me. This way, if I produce something half way decent people are impressed and say things like 'and she doesn't even have any training'!!!! Why would I give that up for people to look disparagingly at my less than perfect cakes and say 'you'd never think she's done a whole course on it..'Here he is, our big 10 year old as we sing Happy Birthday for him. (I really like this shot).
And here he is blowing out the candles. (This looked better bigger).
Tonight was a BIG improvement on last year's birthday debacle. For those of you who remember, you will be pleased to know that tonight he took his bed time limit with good grace, played a quick game with his brother, had a shower and was tucked up ready for prayers without a third word (well they all need a second word don't they?).
Happy Birthday Not So Small Boy! We love you!!