Today has been one of those days. The days that make me want to throw my hands up, declare adulting too difficult an endeavor, and retreat to my blanket fort with my crayons. And maybe a stiff drink.
Our home has been a war zone today. Kaylee (age 9) and Dalton (11) are frequently known to bicker, but today was worse than usual. There has been name-calling, kicking, shoving, grappling, and biting. Jonathan (5 tomorrow) kicked Michael (6) in the face, knocking out his loose tooth in the process. And all I could think was, Well, at least it was the loose one. There have been accusations of Dalton shooting Michael and Preston (age 8) with the teenagers' airsoft pistol. And then Dalton has the nerve to act like he doesn't understand why when I inform him it's inappropriate to observe that his internet connection "sucks balls." *facepalm*
I feel you, Erma.
And through all this, I've been doing my best to prepare the fondant, bake some of the cakes (5 13x9 sheets) needed for this weekend's birthday cake, and hopefully even get the buttercream made up. So far, I have the fondant made and 3 of the cakes baked. I should probably be satisfied with that and just say I'll do the rest tomorrow. I don't plan to decorate until Friday anyway.
I'm doing so many new and different things with this project. The cake design itself is ambitious. I settled late last night on a carved, three-dimensional Mystery Machine, since both boys can agree on an interest in Scooby-Doo. Perry the Platypus was arguably 3D, but the Mystery Machine is going to be a touch more difficult, and quite a bit larger. I liked the marshmallow fondant recipe I used for Perry, so I made a couple batches for our Mystery Machine. Hopefully, it will be enough. I tinted one the teal blue of the base color of the van, and I left the other white to be used for all the other colors.
The kids seem to be gearing up for another round anyway. :/