Saturday, May 29, 2010

Cheesecakes Galore



I know you are probably sick of seeing pictures of cakes here, but all I do anymore is bake cakes, so on the blog it goes.


McKay bragged to his co-workers long enough about my White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake, and finally someone ordered one. McKay brought it to work on Friday, and promptly received another order.


For two cheesecakes. For the next day.


Tyler was all for this cheesecake factory business, and quite enjoyed the chocolate strawberry dipping portion of it. Here he is, marching around the house with his strawberry on a stick, chocolate gnawed off:



He proceeded to drop it on the floor, smash it under his foot, and was then delighted at the "flower" he had created.


Our kitchen is a disaster, we have a trash bag full of nothing but cream cheese wrappers and boxes, and the smell of cheesecake makes me slightly nauseated, but of the three that have made their way out of our kitchen, I haven't actually eaten any. McKay says it was fantastic (he got a piece at work from Cheesecake #1), so I guess I'll take his word.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

36 Weeks



There really is no more room in there. Hurry up, baby!Add Image

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Working the cake business

McKay here with another post Katie is too modest to do and I am too proud to not do. But first, an anecdote: We were in the car today, introducing Tyler to some quality Pink Floyd- Another Brick in the Wall. When it was time for the children to sing, we told Tyler to yell "Hey! Teacher!" He then yells "Hey! Tyler!" The other day he was singing along to Led Zeppelin's Black Dog: "oh... oh... oh... oh..." Atta boy Tyler. Atta boy.



Katie got her first paying cake job/gig this week. It was for a 6 year old birthday party for a girl I work with. They wanted an Iron Man cake.



Two huge cakes:







Plus chocolate fudge mousse filling:






Put them together:








Smooth out the edges:






Add some Iron Man maroon icing and smooth it out:










Throw in a scary Iron Man mask (it creeped Katie out as she made it):







Add some borders:






And the lettering, made the day before:






Just so you can see how enormous this cake was, you can see it took up half the fridge:










This thing seriously weighed about the same as Tyler. Anyway, she now has 3 more requests, including 2 for her white chocolate raspberry cheesecake. Mmmm...



Friday, May 14, 2010

By the way, we still have a son...

Since we've moved into our new home, Tyler has been relishing anything that is familiar to him, most notedly, his bedtime routine. This is how it goes.



1. Read a story. We run into his room, I get his pillow, sit on the ground and put his pillow in front of me for him to sit on. He goes and picks a book from his bookcase (normally "I'm a Big Brother," which we call the airplane book because there is an airplane on one page).




2. Put the book away. We say "The End!" with a big oomph, and then Tyler claps the book shut, and puts it away, either on his big Thomas Train, or in his closet (never really back on the bookshelf).




3. Say a prayer. This is the best part for me, because Tyler had just started repeating what I say. He folds his chubby little arms, and says things like "Dee Heaby Fawd," (dear Heavenly Father) and "Deejus name" (in the name of Jesus Christ). It's so sweet to hear his little voice praying, and I try to tell him often what praying IS, so that he knows what it is we are doing and who we are talking to.




4. Lay down. He drags his pillow back to the bed, and lays down, and I get his Fishy blanket that my Aunt Joy made for him (a big hit, by the way). He lays down, and asks for "Mok?" I turn off the light, get a glass of water, and come back to Tyler hiding under his Fishy blanket, giggling. We play peek-a-boo until he gets too thirsty, he drinks about two sips, and then flops back down. I cover him up with Fishy blanket, kiss him goodnight, and then say "Love you!" He replies with "Luh-yoo!" and we say it back and forth as I close the door.




It's a super long routine, and it takes about 15 minutes to get through it because we really do every single little thing on this list EVERY TIME. But not only is it a special little time for us, it is SO EASY to put him to sleep. He never makes a peep after I leave, until I come in to get him at the end of his nap or in the morning. This is really a relief to me, knowing at least one baby will be snoozing peacefully through each night while I wrestle with the other.



(watching the rain today out our window)

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Four Years

4 years

3 homes

2 cars

1 baby (as of today)




and I still like to look at you like this:





Let's have four more years just as happy.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Oh! It's a cake!

Katie is far too modest to publish this post, so I will do it for her. She just finished Wilton's 2nd cake decorating course and has this beaut to show for it. The first class was basic decorating, and then this course was borders and flowers.





Look at that basket-weave pattern, eh?




And the pretty flowers...






And the birdies...






It seemed a crime to cut into it, but it was worth it :-) Anyway, Katie seems to have a knack for making these cakes (even her instructor seems to think so) and is quickly becoming quite the decorator. Anyway, the next class focuses on making multi-tiered cakes, so that should be fun. Me and Tyler have been enjoying her newest skill, to say the least :-)

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