Buttermilk Cake with
Lemon Curd Filling and
Vanilla Buttercream Frosting
When I wasn't doing that, I was doing this:
Saturday selfie with Sophie
and listening to this:
Boys playing video games and fighting
During the cake clean-up, I literally begged The Brothers to take their sister out on a bike ride. I had been incredibly neglectful of Sophie all day. After yelling from the Video Den, formerly their bedroom Mom! It's pitch black outside! and me yelling back to Just do it! You'll be fine in the dark! Stay out of the street!, they did it. They took Sophie outside on the Duet bike and rode crazily up and down the street with her for twenty minutes. I boxed the cake, finished cleaning up and lay on my back on my bed with my eyes closed. The thought passed through my head that something horrific would happen to all of them, out there in the pitch black dark, on the street in Los Angeles, and that I would be blamed for being a negligent mother, but that thought was only for a second because they were back, pounding on the door, pushing the bike on through, Sophie's cheeks and hands chilled, my guilt assuaged.
A beautiful cake! And I'm glad the boys took Sophie out and came back without incident. ;)ReplyDelete
That cake is gorgeous! I see why you wanted them all to get some fresh air...after playing games indoors, it's so good to burn off some steam and feel the breeze on your face. That bike was a great idea.ReplyDelete
YOU MADE MY COOKIE DOUGH ASHAMED OF ITSELF.ReplyDelete
I wrote - I think it might have to be my birthday today. Something happened and it got erased. You must have a lie brat detector as part of your blog now. I loved your earlier post by the way. Sweet JoReplyDelete
And your children are lovely, too.
Do you ship to the east coast?ReplyDelete
that cake looks and sounds spectacular! I think it sounds like a good Saturday, all in all. I spent the day learning how to cook for my dog. Seriously. And I have a report due on Wed. which I should have been working on. Which is why I was doing something else, don't you know?ReplyDelete
All I can say is that I hope you got a good night's sleep. You surely deserved it.ReplyDelete
I must be honest here, I am so thankful my kids are all grown and gone:)ReplyDelete
What? Celebrate my birthday? :-)ReplyDelete
I do hope you got some rest.
Greetings from London.
Funny how when we were growing up our moms never had to worry about such things… it was safe to go outside! Glad to hear Sophie was able to come home w/ chilled, rosie cheeks in Los Angeles!ReplyDelete
What is it about a mother's brain that drives us to self-torment? Now, about that cake... Is it mine?ReplyDelete
you all did well.