Were supposed to be these...
or maybe these...
(I hadn't decided yet)
But thanks to a broken stove, instead of kitty cupcakes, I have a muffin tin in my fridge, filled with what looks like ketchup. Red Velvet cupcakes that will never reach their true MEOW-tential. (I love a good pun!)
I was going to be that awesome Mom, and bring the best birthday treats ever to Raina's friends at art class. Instead, I brought nothing. So we went out for snack instead... coffee, smoothies, and a delicious carrot-apple muffin. Raina and her little friend Audrey giggled and played while their mommies got to chat. So I guess it wasn't a complete fail after all :)
Last year, I dreamed of making these cupcakes for Raina's birthday party... (Thanks, Martha Stewart, for helping me always aim a little too high!)
This is what the party-goers ended up feasting on...
Not bad, but somehow not *quite* the same.
They were the result of one afternoon of very hard work, in a very tiny kitchen with a very tiny stove, with Auntie Karen and Mommy trying to bake while Miss Raina had other thoughts. My husband thought I was crazy when I dipped all of the pretzels individually in white chocolate. He may have been right.
This year, all I am responsible for bringing to the birthday party is Raina and a cake. In my mind, I'm makin this:
We'll see how that goes! And if my stove cooperates...
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