As promised, here’s the story of Matthew’s first birthday party. The day didn’t turn out quite like I expected, but was memorable none the less, although more for reasons I’d prefer not to remember, than the ones I had hoped to file away in my mental memory box.
I’ll back up to last Friday, the day of my last post, and Matthew’s actual birthday. Sadly, the sweet thing woke up with a terrible cold and was anything but happy. I felt so disappointed that he was sick on his birthday, which is kind of silly because he didn’t know it was a special day so it didn’t have the same impact on him. We baked cakes and cupcakes, and put the finishing touches on the fondant cupcake toppers you see in the photos. I loved making them. Admittedly, they are a little more time consuming than some might like, but they really couldn’t be easier to put together. I bought white fondant and tinted small pieces with gel colouring to get the colours I needed for the project. Then, with the help of a rolling pin and cookie cutters, I got to work making the shapes that would stick together to create a farm animal face. Once complete, they sat perched atop luscious chocolate cupcakes topped with thick swirls of decadent frosting and I have to admit I was pretty proud of the end result.
The cake on the other hand was a little less impressive. On Saturday morning - the day of the party - I made a three-layer maple banana cake with a caramel frosting. Both tasted great, but the fondant decorations I assembled earlier in the week cracked as I was placing them on the cake, finally splitting in half. I have no idea how it happened or what I did, but I’ll blame the stress that was swirling around me as I tried to prep a party with sick baby, sick teenager - I forgot to mention that Ben came down with a brief stomach flu the night before - and a husband who was in excruciating pain because of the “carpal tunnel” he thought he developed earlier in the week.