This is why I hate baking

So lately I have been baking more, and thinking that it's not so bad. Mind you I mean baking, NOT cooking. But today I was reminded of why baking makes me sooooo mad.

Today is Miles' birthday. Happy Birthday sweetie! So for his birthday I am making his absolute favorite cake that his mom always made. It is really good, but it takes FOREVER. Nancy says she used to start the cake 3 days before Miles' birthday. So as you can see from the picture the cake did not come out of the pan, and now it is totally ruined! Crying, screaming, and cursing are all things I wanted to do. What are my options? Not having the cake or trying again tomorrow. I guess attempt #2 will start early tomorrow morning. So to everyone that's coming over tomorrow I apologize if I'm a little on the grumpy side.

P.S. Miles, I hope you know how much I love you if I'm attempting to bake this cake again!

P.S.S If anyone wants to get me those cake pans where the bottom comes off for my birthday, I'd be okay with that.

What happens when I'm in the shower...

Yep, this is what I found when I emerged from my nice, hot, relaxing shower. Usually Zo is kicking the bathroom door, anxiously waiting for me to come out of the shower. Today was different. It was quiet when I was done. As all you mothers know, that means TROUBLE! And it did.

These are the thoughts/feelings that came through my mind:

• I'm a little mad at all the food that he wasted.


• What a mess!! I hate cleaning up eggs!


• At least it wasn't on the carpet - Adelyn!


• Can I really blame him? He sees me cooking all the time where I get to crack open the eggs and stir them around. What doesn't look fun about that?


• Holy cow he is getting tall. Those eggs were way up on the counter, and he managed to reach up there and pull them down.