Made with Love....

Last week was my birthday, and when Ryker woke up that morning, I told him it was my birthday. He asked me who was going to make me a cake, and I told him that dad probably would when he got home from work. Ryker then asked, "mom could I make you a cake?" I told him sure, and our conversation then went a little like this....

Ryker: "What kind of a cake do you want?"
Me: "maybe chocolate."
Ryker: "No, you need a special birthday cake." How about a Princess cake.
Me: that sounds like fun!"

Later that day, I took Ryker to the store, and we bought a cake mix that came with a few princess decorations. He was so excited, it was so cute. When we got home, he insisted that he make the cake himself and that I couldn't help because it was my birthday. So I let him go at it. He cracked the eggs, he sprayed the pan with cooking spray (almost using the whole bottle), he frosted and decorated it. All by himself. And the end result...








It may have had a few egg shells in it,

and it may have had just a touch too much oil,

but it was the best birthday cake I have EVER had.

Because it was made with love by someone wanting to make my birthday extra special