(I am still giving away Free Kroger Ice Cream, click HERE to get registered to win) Well, one of my really great Friends, Jenny (yeah if you follow my blog, you hear a lot about her), was having a birthday party and I told her hubby that I would make the cake. I had this beautiful Farkle (Facebook) cake in mind - because Jenny is slightly obsessed- and I really wanted to try my hand at Fondant.
On Friday, I put both kids down for their naps and began to get the fondant ready. I spent about an hour getting the first batch of fondant to the perfect shade of green. The cake was a double layered chocolate 12 inch square cake. I needed a lot of fondant (for my first time trying it). While I was kneading away and mixing the green into the fondant, Evan was still awake, jumping in his bed and making a ruckus. But since he wasn't really complaining about being in bed, I was allowing him, to an extent, to play while I was working. I got the fondant ready and rolled out. Evan starting yelling about his bed being "dirty". I didn't think anything of it and continued to work. I was rolling the fondant up to get it ready to put on the cake, and as soon as I was putting it on the cake, Evan really started freaking out. Which for a moment, I lost my train of thought and placed the fondant on the cake, and of course it was NOT centered and I didn't have enough fondant on one side of the cake. By now Evan is screaming fanatically at me that his bed is "dirty" and out of panic I picked up the fondant and the fondant took off the top of the cake.
Here I was with a handful of fondant in my hands and a destroyed cake and a SCREAMING KID. I literally rolled up the fondant in a ball out of shear anger and threw it on the table next to the cake. Ran into Evan's room and low and behold - wait for it - any ideas what I saw - yep - he had thrown up all over his bed.
So now I have a HUGE mess in my dining room, and a HUGE mess in Evan's room and all of the noise woke up Carter. WOW!! FUN STUFF! In case you are wondering, no I didn't take any pictures of the mess. Surprisingly, I was so frazzled, the idea didn't come to mind until AFTER everything settled down and the mess was cleaned up! Sorry!
So I panicked, told Evan to stand really still, ran into the dining room, placed the cake in the refrigerator out of harms way and ran back into his room. Got him stripped down, threw him in the tub, cleared the bedding off his bed and threw it in the washing machine. Cleaned him up and let him play in the tub (upon his request) and while he was playing in the tub, tried to clean up the powdered sugar mess on my dining room table and cried!!
Then after he was finished with his bath, I got Carter up, who fortunately was having a great time playing in his crib.
The perfectionistic side of me was going to try the fondant again. After Jeremy got home, I took another trip to the cake supply store and on the way back, the tired mom side of me said, "screw it" and decided to make the cake out of the ol' stand by - the star tip.
And that is what I did. The cake didn't turn out as I had planned, but it was a good lesson for me! Even Saturday morning (the cake was iced and finished Friday night) I was tempted to scrape off ALL the icing and attempt the fondant again. But I didn't, I allowed myself to relax with my family and enjoy the holiday weekend. And NO, Jenny, I didn't want to let you know any of this because I truly enjoyed doing this for you and will make you an even better Mountain Dew one next year (out of fondant)!!
I LOVE making cakes!! It really has started to become a real creative outlet for me, but maybe I should not try new things on actual cakes that are being made for someone.
So here it is, if you are on facebook, and play Farkle, this should look pretty familiar.