Little Sophie just woke up from a nap.
“What do you think it is, Sophie?” Jessica asked sweetly, pointing to the three-layer cake we were working on.
“Ariel’s,” Sophie answered.
Jessica looked up at me.
“We’ve got to change it.”
Sophie just woke up, she’s two, and everything has to do with a princess. Some days I’m Drizella and other days I’m Snow White. Asher is either Anastasia or Ariel, depending on how well he cooperates with Sophie’s scheming. We’re all princesses in Sophie’s book (or a prince. I’ve been a prince before.) and this cake is no different.
“The cake is great. I like the cake.”
“We’ve GOT to change it.”
“If you don’t want me to…”
“No, it’s okay. Change it.”
“I don’t have to.”
“No, you’re right.”
“We can’t have Ariel’s cake.”
“Don’t be mad at me.”
“Just do it.”
“I don’t need to do it.”
“Just do it.”
“Let’s take a picture first.”
There was nothing wrong with the cake. It had a lovely whimsical feel to it and the requested colors were there (orange, blue, and green), but they weren’t “wild” or “edgy.” The cake was too pretty and supposedly had an under-the-sea look.
So, we did it again. We stripped it right down to the moist three layers of downy vanilla cake. Jessica added a bright orange swirl to the outer layer of buttercream and we jazzed up the fondant decorations by adding some royal blue birds and other embellishments.
Kelsey, the birthday-girl and recent high-school graduate, loved her cake.
And when someone wants an Ariel cake, we’ll know just what to do.
Speaking of knowing what to do, do you know what you should do?
Order some rich chocolate cupcakes with peanut butter buttercream centers and buttercream frosting.
or perfect vanilla cupcakes with raspberry buttercream frosting.