I mean REALLY look at it...so sweet...so innocent...is she SMILING here?
I made Philippe's cake last night and was waiting for it to cool so I could frost it. When it was cool, I flipped it over onto a tray and left the room for a minute. Less than ONE minute. Walked back in there and "oh my GOSH! What are you doing???" June ate nearly half of the cake in less than 60 seconds. I am standing there, looking at her, looking at the cake, looking at her, etc. I am NOT happy but I am not about to surrender. to a dog. Especially this dog.
So, those of you who really know me may not be surprised that I immediately left the house and ran to Walgreens. No cake mixes. I then went to the grocery store. Bought another cake mix (cheaper at Super Target, btw). I realize as I am walking in that "Oops!" I am wearing my night shirt (a man's XL t-shirt, so could be worse); loungy pants; I have NO makeup on, and as I am checking out with my one item, I realize that a bobby pin is falling out of my hair. I got back home and mixed a cake faster than humanly possible. From the time I left the house to the time that the cake was in the oven was about 22 minutes. I work fast when I am angry.
Yes, I realize that many of you already think I am crazy for baking a cake for a boy in another country, so you are probably thinking I am even more crazy for making a SECOND cake. Actually, many of you already think we are crazy for adopting three children, but fortunately the girl who ran to the grocery store in her jammies, no make up and a bobby pin falling out of her hair, has already come to the conclusion long ago that she. does. not. care. My daughters are gonna D-I-E of embarrassment when they are pre-teen/teen since they have a Mom who, as her Mama says, "Doesn't give a rip."
So, life goes on. We are taking the cake to our Chinese adoption family get together on Saturday. And June. will. stay. HOME.