This morning on my run, I decided that when I got
home I was going to bake Halloween cupcakes with the boys. I took mental
inventory of the ingredients we had in the cupboards– a Betty Crocker cake mix,
a handful of chocolate chips, food colouring and sprinkles and enough icing
sugar to make a simple frosting.
The endorphin high around the seventh kilometer had me
envisioning a Pinterest worthy scene, where the boys were licking batter off mixers
while I pulled light fluffy golden cupcakes out of the oven to cool. I imagined
us sitting at the table, happily decorating each cupcake with colourful
frosting, a little dab on Naveen’s nose, while I snapped adorable pictures to
post here.
I hate when the kids deliberately ruin my good parenting
moments. I mean don’t they understand I’m trying to make memories here?
If I wasn’t begging Deaglan to stop eating the cake mix to
which I hadn’t even added the wet ingredients, well then I was chasing Naveen
around the house to retrieve my measuring cups and spatula. And after I fished 48
pieces of eggshell out of the bowl because Deaglan was being such a great
helper, I practically had to put him in a headlock to find out where the
vanilla extract was. He’d shoved it into one of his rocket ships so that I had
to use the skinniest tongs we own and with the precision of a surgeon liberate
the small container from within the bowels of the toy.
Finally when I’d set the sprinkles and icing on the table,
told the boys they each had a decorating station of their own there was a five
minute stretch of arguing about who had more sprinkles. Pinching and shoving ensued
so that wearily I had to threaten time outs and promises that no one would be
eating any bloody cupcakes if this continued.
It made me think of something my brother Craig’s wife posted yesterday - one of those signs
you see everywhere on facebook these days. It said:
Someday we’ll find out
that Pinterest is a conspiracy created by a group of men who are tricking women
everywhere into cooking, cleaning and working out.
I want to come and live at your house!!
ReplyDeleteThey look perfectly innocent and perfectly well behaved to me ;)
ReplyDeleteHahaha!!! Oh goodness...I know. They are such cute little ruiners, though. Just think what it would have been like if you hadn't gone for a run. My motto is "It's fine, I ran today"...also found on Pinterest ;)
ReplyDeleteThank you for confirming my suspicion that I need to stay far, far away from Pinterest!
ReplyDeleteLOL to that comment at the end re: Pinterest! Your experience is hilarious!
ReplyDeleteI am convinced those kids in the Pinterest pictures are perfectly posed mannequins.
ReplyDeletebtw, your cuties cannot take a bad photo!
Isn't that just the way it always goes??
ReplyDeleteSo true about Pinterest!!!
ReplyDeleteLove your boys and version of how you "properly" decorate a cupcake! :)