C is for children and childhood. C is for cameras and chocolate and the cinema. All things that matter to me, all things that I love. But what ‘C’ really matters right now? Which ‘C’ do I have on my mind?
Cake! C is for cake.
I think about cake quite a lot, it is true. I also eat cake quite a lot. But right now I’m thinking about cake because it’s my daughter’s birthday. TOMORROW!
I’m not one of those good mums that makes cakes, oh no. Although there was a token gesture, just once. I lovingly made each of their 1st birthday cakes. I enjoyed doing it, but I really had no idea what I was doing and the end result neither looked nor tasted great.
So I buy my cake. From supermarkets. Yes, I am one of those mums. I have no shame. They’re not even organic! My cakes are bought from the evil supermarkets and, do you know what, I don’t even care. The cakes look good with candles on, the kids are happy and they taste pretty good too. My kitchen doesn’t get wrecked and I don’t get stressed and upset – first when making them goes wrong and secondly when everyone laughs at/ dislikes my effort.
Right now there is a veritable MOUNTAIN of cake in my house. There’s a chocolate lion cake for the big day, then there’s two, yes, TWO, tray bake Smarties-decorated cakes for my daughter’s birthday party on Saturday.
This year my girl has chosen a swimming party with around 20 guests – so we need more than one cake for the party. The downside of the swimming party is the food to go with it is over-priced crap. It’s £5 a head for some seriously poor fried rubbish (and this coming from a woman whose kids live on Bird’s Eye food – straight from the freezer to the oven). Now I don’t mind £5 a head for good food. I don’t mind £3 a head for crap food, but I object to £5 a head for rubbish.
So, like many parents before us, we have opted for no food at the swimming party. It’s a brave decision and I’m glad we weren’t the ones to set the precedent. To replace the chips and sausages, we’ve come up with a party tea in a party bag – crisps, drink, birthday cake (of course) and MORE CAKE.
Because you can never have too much cake, can you?!
This post was written in response to a prompt at Sticky Fingers. Hop on over to see how others have itnerpreted the ‘letter C’ theme.