This is Edie's first birthday week. A magical week filled with firsts. First time pulling herself up to standing. First time telling us "no" with fierce head shaking. First xylophone. And first cupcake. The last one had me filled with visions of a sugar-mad baby, shoveling in her tasty treat, loving every minute of it. But, Edie decided instead to teach me a little more about non-attachment. Three dozen cupcakes later, I have admitted to myself that, for now, this kid does not like cupcakes.
First we tried carrot cake cupcakes with orange buttercream frosting, lovingly made from scratch. She did not hide her disapproval in the least. Second, I thought we'd go for a more decadent treat. German chocolate. A birth right, it would seem. She examined it like a repulsed Biology student, enjoying neither the coconut icing nor the moist chocolate cake. Third, we went back to basics: vanilla cupcake with chocolate frosting. And another resounding "nuh-uh."
So Edie's belly is free from homemade desserts, while my pants are snug with them. I've finally packaged them all up in the fridge, awaiting her father's return this Friday, lest I help myself to any more in the interim. The lady knows what the lady likes, and it ain't my baking.
That just takes the cake. In retrospect a plate full of brussel sprout -- the equally sad thing is that mommy and daddy love them and fridge life will be short. Cudos to mommy for her effort.
ReplyDeleteHilarious! Those pictures are fantastic. I like your cupcakes enough for the both of us, so I will gladly take Ms Edie's portion.
ReplyDeleteShe didn't get this from the Andersen's, that's all I can say:)
ReplyDeleteGreat photos!