Mom and Dad requested a zoo animal theme.. which means Mom told me exactly which animal to make for each kid since I was lacking any creative brain power. Caroline was to be "Caro-lion," Max was to be "Monkey Max" and Daniel would be "Croco-Daniel. " I got to pick the flavors, with approval of course. Caro-lion: white cake with fresh strawberries and vanilla frosting. Monkey Max: white cake with banana pudding filling and vanilla frosting. Croco-Daniel: chocolate cake with chocolate frosting. YUM.
I started preparing for the cake making a couple of days in advance so it wouldn't be a mad rush to finish (as if preparation ever prevents that). Unfortunately, I was feeling a little crampy and tired the night before so I had a hard time getting stuff done, but I powered through expecting that it would only get worse the following morning.
As I mentioned, I had just gotten back from my honeymoon, which was actually the official "start trying" time for Brad and I. In the morning, I could feel my monthly visitor coming on strong but took a test anyway just to be sure.... and... not so much. I thought I was hallucinating when I saw the faintest, lighter than pink pink line appear, so I threw it out and told Brad it we weren't pregnant, then got back to work. A few minutes later, he said, "Babe, we do pee tests all the time at work for the kids. The results don't show up right away. It's right about now that the line will start to change if the kid is positive for drugs. I'm going to go check it." So the incredible man that I married went through the bathroom garbage can (gross!) and found the stick with a slightly more pink line indicating that we might just really be pregnant, but it was extremely faint and I decided it was possible we were now both hallucinating. We were cautiously excited. I still had so much work to do, and Brad had to get to bed in time to wake up for his next graveyard shift. I baked, frosted, fondanted, and packaged the cakes then drove them up to SF to celebrate with the precious 1 year old triplets. In the chaos, I only got a couple of pictures (thanks Brad!)
Monkey Max
Caro-lionPoor Daniel was the last cake to be finished and I wasn't able to get a picture. More pictures of the entire event, including a few of the cakes being destroyed and me being exhausted on a glider chair, can be found here, on the Salvateenie's official blog. Lessons learned: fondant is not my forte, one year olds could care less about filling and frosting and perfection, and if I ever do cakes for a living, I have to research the best way to transport them. Max's monkey lost an ear and Daniel's crocodile sank slightly into his chocolate lagoon.
The party was fun but I was ready for bed by 3pm. Being the psychotic I am, however, I stopped at Walgreen's on the way home and picked up three more tests to use in the morning... they were all different brands, of course. The next morning, I took all three tests a just before Brad got home, and hid them from myself so I wouldn't freak out. 5 minutes later I looked at them, and 5 minutes after that, Brad got home saying, "WELL?!?!?!" I directed him to the kitchen where he found all three tests showing absolutely, no doubt about it POSITIVE results for pregnancy! We were both in shock, excited, then in shock, then excited.. and so forth, for the rest of the morning until poor Brad had to go to bed again for work. We're now about 5 months and 3 weeks along and still going between shock and excitement, though excitement is now winning because my motherly intuition was right, and we're having a baby boy. Brad thinks it will all be cars, trucks, gadgets and flashlights, but I'm going to sneak in some baking time with mommy when he isn't looking :)
The party was fun but I was ready for bed by 3pm. Being the psychotic I am, however, I stopped at Walgreen's on the way home and picked up three more tests to use in the morning... they were all different brands, of course. The next morning, I took all three tests a just before Brad got home, and hid them from myself so I wouldn't freak out. 5 minutes later I looked at them, and 5 minutes after that, Brad got home saying, "WELL?!?!?!" I directed him to the kitchen where he found all three tests showing absolutely, no doubt about it POSITIVE results for pregnancy! We were both in shock, excited, then in shock, then excited.. and so forth, for the rest of the morning until poor Brad had to go to bed again for work. We're now about 5 months and 3 weeks along and still going between shock and excitement, though excitement is now winning because my motherly intuition was right, and we're having a baby boy. Brad thinks it will all be cars, trucks, gadgets and flashlights, but I'm going to sneak in some baking time with mommy when he isn't looking :)
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