I am so behind in blogging! Case in point, my baby boy turned 11 on the 11th and I am just now blogging about it.
Blogging is not the only thing that has been neglected. The day came for The Boy's birthday and I had only an hour or so of time for baking his cake. I'm embarrassed to even show you this cake, but Mr Farmer insisted on taking several photos just because it looked so bad.
You see, I was distracted and didn't think and so I made the frosting before the cake was cooled. It had to sit, though I did cover it, for quite awhile. Because of this, the frosting began to get hard again. So much so that I had to put it in the microwave to soften it enough to spread it. This did not go well. It spread like poop on a biscuit, but didn't look that good. And I couldn't spread it down the sides. Here's the cake in all is gross, disgusting glory.
Looks aside, though, this was the best tasting cake any of us had ever had.
As always, the Boy was exceptionally grateful for his gifts. He is still the most appreciative of all our kids. Anything he receives is cherished, deeply, and for a long time. He has such a tender heart. He is still all boy, but is so sweet and loving. Such a good combination for some lucky girl's future husband.