Move Over Martha

You know those moms who do fabulous theme parties for their kid's birthdays?  They have cute home-made cakes, co-ordinating theme bags and well-thought out games.

I am not one of them.

At all. 

I celebrate birthdays in a more low -key fashion.  I put up a few balloons, a banner from Dollarama and the birthday boy gets to go first at everything and choose the supper menu.  Our parties thus far have been family only.  Basically, as a wise blogger once said, the theme is birthday and the centre-piece is cake.

Sprout has been telling me since last July that he would like a butterfly cake.  Because nothing screams newly minted three year old boy year like a butterfly in frosting.  

The odds of me successfully making and decorating a butterfly rank right up there with me being mistaken for Jennifer Aniston and I am much to cheap to pay a baker for a cake that my kids will just lick the frosting off of.

So, this is what we did.

We invited over two little friends for a playdate and cupcake decorating extravaganza.  Everyone decorated two and got one to eat right then and then Spud's and Sprout's joined my pitiful efforts and this was my son's third birthday cake.

Sprout loved it.  He ate the candy and icing, leaving a sad chewed up bit of butterfly which he donated to his dad because my three year old is all about the sharing. 

First home decor, now cuisine.  Ms. Stewart's days as Domestic Diva are clearly numbered.