I was able to bring cupcakes to school to celebrate Carter’s birthday. They aren’t the amazing cake creations that my friend SuperMom Heather makes, but I was pretty proud of my sour gummy “10s.” (peechy rings and worms cut to size)
It was my ace in the hole that day (Wednesday) because Carter didn’t want to get out of bed and when he finally got up he put on regular clothes and said he wasn’t going to go to school. Until Josh pointed out the cupcakes on the counter. (I made them as a surprise the night before). Before you could say, “buttercream frosting” he shot out of the room and was back in a flash with renewed excitement about the day. Too bad every day isn’t cupcake day.
