Friday, October 30, 2009

More cakes

It has been a busy month for cakes in our family. I made my in-laws a cake, Braden a huge robot cake, And then I finished it off with a German Chocolate Cake. Yummy. I can't wait to start the next class.






Happy Birthday Braden

Braden's 7. I hate it. Seven sounds so "big" boyish. It's sad that he has grown up so fast. This year's theme was robots. I decided to make the cake and it was quite the task. It took me all day but Braden loved it so it was all worth it. It was dark chocolate cake with banana buttercream icing.

It's always stressful wondering if any kids will come but we had a good turn out. Two kids from his class, 1 girl from tutoring, and 2 boys from boy scouts came. After adding in little brothers and sisters we had a house full--10 kids not counting those who live here. We had kids in every room of the house. It was GREAT.






Cub Scout

Braden is a cub scout. Other than washing the uniform, I'm clueless about the whole thing. Mike has taken full responsibility for this activity. They have already had their first camp out and from the pictures and the stories Braden had a great time.

He earned his archery and target belt loop. It's probably a good thing that I didn't go because I don't know if my nerves would have let me arm Braden with a bb gun or a bow and arrow. That just has ER written all over it. He did it without medical attention need so I guess he wasn't half bad.





Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Swing Batter

We have our first week of baseball game under our belts. Ashlyn only likes to bat. She is really cute too. The batting helmet is so big that she looks like a bobble head at bat.

She's not that in to fielding but there is only one boy on her team that is into it. I think at one time every player had a parent on the field with them herding them out of the outfield or tearing them away from their sandcastle masterpieces. It was really fun to watch them play. You never know what a 4 year is going to do.



Braden had a blast at his first game. I was worried but he jumped in and enjoyed himself. He spent some time on the pitchers mound and behind the plate. We are living baseball right now. Braden has games on Monday, Thursday, and Saturday and practice on Wednesday night. So four days a week he's busy and Ashlyn has practice on Tuesday and games on Saturdays.

We don't even like baseball.











Monday, September 21, 2009

cake

Mike signed me up for a cake decorating as an anniversary present. I think I've made 5 cakes so far but I haven't taken a picture of all of them.

So far in class I've learned:
1. icing taste better when you don't know what is in it.
2. icing is really a pain to clean off of bowls, spoons, etc.
3. making icing without a mixer is great for sculpting arms and eating icing is great for filling in saddlebags.

I only have 2 weeks in my beginner class. I'm planning on make Braden's birthday cake. I hope I can pull it off because if it's not perfect Braden WILL tell me.






Hey batter batter...

swing batter. We signed Braden up to play tee-ball this fall but when we arrived for his practice Saturday we found out that he was playing coach pitch baseball. The league had to combine the tee-ball team and the machine pitch team into one coach pitch team because they didn't have enough players signed up.


The only problem with that is Braden has never played before so he is completely lost. Mike took him outside to work on swinging. We have been practicing on a tee so when they started pitching to him Saturday, he was clueless. But Mike said that by the end of their little practice session tonight he was making contact so I guess that whole timing thing is coming.


Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Play Ball

Ashlyn had her first ball practice. She is the only girl on her team and the only girl that I saw playing period. She spent most of the time dancing with her shadow and playing in the dirt. She was almost shy tonight which is very odd for her. Maybe next week she'll be more involved or maybe she and her shadow will perfect the waltz.