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Sunday, June 8, 2008
The Cake Beat Her?
Every year for as long as I can remember, my mom has made me a Waldorf Astoria Cake for my birthday. This year would be no different. I have declared, "I will eat cake for the next three days". In the South, you would call this cake Red Velvet cake - don't be fooled, they are NOT the same. I don't like Haitian cake, it reminds me of cornbread with marshmellow frosting.
I have never made one of these cakes and I can say right now, I will never make one of these cakes. I am not the "cream and gradually mix until smooth" kind of baker. I like the one bowl, dump and bake kind of cakes, bars and cookies. This year Maddie got in on the baking action with my mom since she wants to be a chef and move to Paris when she gets bigger. As my mom was getting the batter into the pans she asked if I thought the kids would want to lick the beaters or would it be a problem since we have three kids and only two beaters. I considered not asking them and licking them myself but I had already had two spoonfuls of batter.
I am not clear on what happened next. I asked if they wanted the beaters and the next thing I know Maddie and Parker are attacking Alyssa on the air mattress in the middle of the living room. I hear Alyssa saying, Mom, why did you say that?
Say what?
Here is what happened. I asked if they wanted the beaters and they heard me say... beat her! OK - I am pretty sure this was the plan since early this morning when I broke up the first hog pile of the day. They just needed an excuse to attack Alyssa again since I have been telling them to stop jumping on the air mattress all week because they will pop them. This has been a favorite past time since they have been little. Nothing has changed since Alyssa went away to school and we moved to Haiti. It has become normal that we have a hog pile in the middle of the living room several times a day every time they get together. It doesn't really matter that I have told them to stop, they are magnets and it is part of being together and watching t.v. together.
Life is Good!
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