Today was not a great day. It started early with Lucas falling down the last four stairs on our way down to breakfast. See the little carpet burn under his right eye and nose? Poor baby. Don't ask me how it happened, one minute I was holding his hand and the next he was headed down the stairs headfirst, make that facefirst.
After breakfast we decided to make some mosaics with some cutout pieces of construcation paper left over from Lucas's birthday party. I thought Lucas did a really good job. He seemed to like the contact paper a lot---sticky but not too sticky.
Grace got in on the fun too.
The finished projects. Lucas's on the left and Grace's on the right, mommy's on the bottom. I know you can't really see mine but then that's not really the point. And not pictured here are all the small pieces of paper scattered all over the floor.
And here is the beginning of the next disaster of the day---cupcake pops. An extension of my cake decorating class perhaps. I plan to try this again, but will share these pictures with you so that you can feel my pain. Grace is smashing up a cake in the bowl, or should I say half of a cake. After that we mixed in some frosting into all those crumbs.
Then rolled them into balls of gooey yumminess.
Grace finally gets her chance to lick the spoon. It was covered in already-cooked cake and frosting so no raw eggs. I'm not sure that it was even necessary to wash the spoon, it was so clean after she finished (for your information though, I did).
And the grand finale---it all ends up in the trash can. Ugh. They were supposed to be cupcake pops. I'd show you what they were supposed to look like but it's too painful. Maybe later, after I get it right or at least close. Everything was going so beautifully until we got to the part when you dip them in chocolate. I think something was wrong with my chocolate because it was way too thick. Yes, I will blame the chocolate.
And here's what happened to the other half of the cake. It died a beautiful death in a giant rainbow explosion of colored sprinkles. That's what happens when you leave a 3 year old alone with an iced cake and bottles of sprinkles.
And later Lucas decided to play with Grace's makeup box. He loves getting into her stuff no matter what it is. He gets great pleasure in jamming his little fingers into her eye shadows and lip balms. Boys!
I caught a picture of him singing "ooooooo" which is the beginning to the Spongebob Squarepants song. Too cute.
After breakfast we decided to make some mosaics with some cutout pieces of construcation paper left over from Lucas's birthday party. I thought Lucas did a really good job. He seemed to like the contact paper a lot---sticky but not too sticky.
Grace got in on the fun too.
The finished projects. Lucas's on the left and Grace's on the right, mommy's on the bottom. I know you can't really see mine but then that's not really the point. And not pictured here are all the small pieces of paper scattered all over the floor.
And here is the beginning of the next disaster of the day---cupcake pops. An extension of my cake decorating class perhaps. I plan to try this again, but will share these pictures with you so that you can feel my pain. Grace is smashing up a cake in the bowl, or should I say half of a cake. After that we mixed in some frosting into all those crumbs.
Then rolled them into balls of gooey yumminess.
Grace finally gets her chance to lick the spoon. It was covered in already-cooked cake and frosting so no raw eggs. I'm not sure that it was even necessary to wash the spoon, it was so clean after she finished (for your information though, I did).
And the grand finale---it all ends up in the trash can. Ugh. They were supposed to be cupcake pops. I'd show you what they were supposed to look like but it's too painful. Maybe later, after I get it right or at least close. Everything was going so beautifully until we got to the part when you dip them in chocolate. I think something was wrong with my chocolate because it was way too thick. Yes, I will blame the chocolate.
And here's what happened to the other half of the cake. It died a beautiful death in a giant rainbow explosion of colored sprinkles. That's what happens when you leave a 3 year old alone with an iced cake and bottles of sprinkles.
And later Lucas decided to play with Grace's makeup box. He loves getting into her stuff no matter what it is. He gets great pleasure in jamming his little fingers into her eye shadows and lip balms. Boys!
I caught a picture of him singing "ooooooo" which is the beginning to the Spongebob Squarepants song. Too cute.
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