So here's how I made the Toilet Cake for KB!

I baked 2 of these large sheet cakes.

Then cut them in half and layered all four layers on top of each other.  Then I stabbed the crud out of them with bamboo skewers to hold them in place. 

Then I layers a cake baked in an angel food pan and (2) 9 inch rounds and let my inner sculptor shine through to carve the toilet bowl.

I threw the cake in the freezer (figuratively speaking).

I iced the cake with as many layers as I could, freezing in between each layer, just trying to get a thickness of frosting that would stay smooth and hide any imperfections.  Then I used my Cricut to cut out the words and let Wyatt choose the 60th candles.  I loved how it turned out!

Happy 60th Birthday KB!

My dad turned 60 years old this past April 6th and my mom threw a great party for him!  A great group of friends just started showing up, surprising him every few minutes with a new face!  It was such a big turn out that Wyatt was convinced people just saw the lights on in the house and came in, that Pappa didn't actually know ALL of these people.  But for me, it was really heart warming to see all of my dad's friends make time out of their busy schedules to wish my dad a happy birthday and to honor him!

Mom came up with the idea for this cake and I asked to give it a try.  It was a lot of fun to make (that'll be another post!).

A Peaceful Weekend

Its become a little tradition to head up to Parawon for Spring General Conference.  And since our family are very much fair weather skiers, a few runs up at Brianhead are usually involved.  The weather did not disappoint and so my parents, Byron, and Wyatt headed up the mountain for probably the last skiing of the season.  As usual, Wyatt tore up the mountain!  I called at one point and Byron answers right as they got off the ski lift.  I asked how was Wyatt doing to which Byron replied, "He's doing great.  In fact he just skied past me and is headed down the mountain.  I should probably go catch up!"

Aren't they so handsome?  I love my boys!

The weekend was really peaceful for me.  I needed a change of atmosphere.  I needed to stop worrying about this pregnancy.  I needed to stop worrying about anything or anyone, just for a bit.  It may sound funny, but my car from high school helped me do just that.  My Suzuki Sidekick from high school lives up in Parawon, and I asked my dad to get it out so that Da Vinci and I would have an easier time getting in and out and going for drives.  With blue skies, and the top pulled back on the sidekick, I loaded up the car with three dogs and my big belly, and drove old dirt roads listening to the kind of music I would have listened to when I was 16.  It gave me a chance to just breathe.  All thanks to a little blue car.