Five Times I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry whilst baking with my son

When your 7 year old is on the school council {who voted him in, I’ll never know…} ;) , he comes home and every now and again will tell me about council stuff he has done.  That is, of course, when he can be bothered to tell me about anything that goes on at school…we only tend to get a “yeah, school was fine” or the odd ‘fart story’… Anyway, last night he had to bake cakes for the school comic relief day.  He took on this task very importantly…resulting in this post, because of my OCD kicking in when it comes to baking with my kids, ‘Five Times I Didn’t Know Whether To Laugh or Cry Whilst Baking With My Son’:

1 :: When whisking the cake batter with one hand, he managed to do the devil horns with the other and pull a “Miley Cyrus tongue out” face, which lead to cake batter on my top and on my chin.

2 :: Licking the spoon clean after filling/overflowing each paper cup…{these cakes have since been eaten by immediate family members and haven’t gone to school, you parents will be happy to know}

3 :: You know the phrase “Are we nearly there yet?” when travelling with kids?  Replace that with “Are they ready yet?” and Alf ready and waiting by the oven door as if he was about to run the 100m hurdle final…but with oven gloves on.

4 :: When we were making the butter icing, I was explaining to him that we don’t put all the icing sugar in all at once as there will just be a huge cloud of icing sugar.  He listened very carefully, looked at me with a cheeky smile and put the whole friggin’ lot in in one go {?!} and exclaimed very happily and proudly “I feel like a man on a building site, Mam!” whilst elbow deep in butter icing and dust everywhere.

5 :: Alf sprinkled the cakes with a plate underneath in order to catch those that didn’t quite make the top of the cupcake and to stop them from going everywhere.  So what does he do when they’re all done?  He only bloody goes and FACEPLANT’S the plate of sprinkles with his tongue sticking out to see how many he can ‘lick up’ in one go.  Resulting in, yes you guessed it, sprinkles E V E R Y W H E R E.

I think there’s a few sprinkles stuck to the bottom of my socks right now.

Aah, these kids, not so bad, are they?  Says her who has managed to bag an afternoon of no kids tomorrow to watch the rugby – wahey!

Do you bake with your kids?!  How do you cope?!

Most importantly…Wales for the Win, yes?!

5 thoughts on “Five Times I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry whilst baking with my son

  1. I love it! Mine are the same – baking is all about eating the cake batter, licking the spoon and making a giant mess…

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