This one has nothing to do with the kids - in fact, I waited until they were all in bed before embarking on this project because if there is one thing my kids cannot do, it's control themselves around cupcakes.
My good friend was making a bar mitzvah party for her son a couple of weeks ago and I asked how I could help. She asked if I could make a dessert for the lunch party. Excellent. Any excuse to pull out my cake decorating tool kit and play.
I went to AC Moore (that's right, by myself, at night - it was like a super-exciting date night for one), bought myself a few new piping tips, a couple of new gel colors to tint my frosting, some matching shimmery sprinkles and (I was so proud that I thought of this) one of those cardboard bakery boxes that was big enough to fit 30 cupcakes. So fun!
So I baked cupcakes and made the blue and green boy-colored frosting in advance. The plan was, the night before I was to deliver the goods, I was going to frost the cupcakes, sprinkle my shimmery sprinkles, make letter 'B' chocolate lollipops (her son's initial) and then construct a mini "Mazal Tov" banner to string across the cupcakes when they were displayed on the table, made of fondant, of course. Ambitious? Yes. But totally doable.
I had a theme, I had a plan. I was pumped. The only thing I wasn't, was awake. By the time all the kids were in bed and I had washed the dishes, washed the bottles, filled lunchboxes for the next day, wiped down the counters, washed the bottles (wait, I think I did that already), swept the kitchen floor and scrubbed the sink (oh come one, you know what I'm talking about - I get those FlyLady emails) it was way past 9pm. In fact, it was almost 10pm - and that is waaay past my bedtime these days.
So I drank a can of soda and persevered. I frosted, I sprinkled and then the baby woke up and the party was over. No chocolate lollies, no mini fondant banner. But, honestly, I was too tired to worry. Baby ate, went back to sleep and so did I.
Next morning though, panic city. But I dont have the luxury of standing in the kitchen making chocolate lollies with the younger ones at home. I do, however, have the luxury of sitting on the living room floor with them while the baby rolls around and my 2 year old plays yet another game of her older brothers' favorite: pizza store ("What you want? Pizza? We dont have. What you want? Soda? We don't have." And on it goes.)
So I sat with them, my stack of funky paper, scissors, a glue stick (no glue gun - I like my carpet) and some toothpicks. And I crafted. I printed out the bar mitzvah boy's name in hebrew and english, cut them out in squares and glued them onto toothpicks. I stuck one into each cupcake and it kind of looked like a little cupcake rally - Vote for B! B for President! They looked good, but something was still missing. I still wanted a mini fondant banner - but it was not to be. Fondant needs way more time than an hour to dry, so I moved on.
Once again, I printed stuff on my printer. I cut out the letters, in squares, to spell out "mazal tov" and attached each letter to a slightly larger, different colored, square of paper. I then sewed (yes, sewed - I can't sew a button, but I can sew colored paper) the small squares together to form a banner. I attached each side to a long skewer and there it was, my banner. Each skewer was stuck into the two outermost cupcakes and I smiled upon them. I just hope they tasted good.
Are you a Mom?
Of course you are,
your shirt is dirty :)