Yummy, cake!

I haven't posted in a while, we've been super busy. After having our house for sale since December, we finally decided to put it up for rent too. We didn't have any showings until we listed it as a rental and we had 12 showings last week. So needless to say, I was quite busy picking up the house and evacuating.

Mia turned 1 on April 11th. We had her party April 9th. I decided I wanted to make her cake(s). Since we had around 60 people coming, this proved to be quite an endeavor. I chose to do box mixes for the cake since I needed so much cake and since my mom told me that whenever she made cake from scratch, it always turned out too heavy. So she came over on April 8th and we baked. And baked. And baked. And then decorated. We did make most of the frosting, using my grandmother's cooked frosting recipe. It was quite yummy. And although my cakes were more worthy of Cake Wrecks than Cake Boss, I was quite proud of them. I made a red velvet #1 cake, two smash cakes (one yellow cake for the party and one chocolate cake for her actual birthday), and a whole bunch of cupcakes (yellow and chocolate). The chocolate frosting on the yellow cupcakes was from a can.

   

My Big Little Girl

It's amazing to watch Mia grow and develop. She hasn't said her official word yet and she doesn't take more than a couple of steps at a time, but it's so obvious every day that her little brain is developing a little more every day. Its funny how she incorporates her world and mine together... one day I found one of her blocks in the potato bin and a few days ago, she stole my wireless mouse and stuck it in her push-walker toy.

Today I'm typing as she pushes around a box from the grocery store. She pushed it around and around the kitchen to the living room, into our "dining room" and back into the kitchen before her nap with just her shoe in it. Now she's pushing it around again, and on each round, she has a few more treasures in it. Some of the things she has taken from the diaper bag, but others are necessities... like her straw cup, which she periodically takes breaks to sip from. She also has taken one of the dog's toys and added it to her "stash". When I hear her fussing it usually means her box is stuck and she can't get it to move where she wants it to go. I'm just tickled to see how industrious she's become.