Bruises, Bumps, and Growing Up

Starting my first fondant cake today has been pretty interesting. I always assumed that these beautiful cakes were beyond my cake making abilities...I'm determined to prove that my assumption was way off. This week is my baby brother's birthday, I've no idea what to get him, so instead I'm going to give him the gift of my first cake making experiment. I'm still not sure if that's a nice gift, or an evil one, BUT he's my brother so either way it fits.

Saturday was Logan's baby marathon, I have had him pre-registered since early June, and have been so excited for it!

A few days before, I went out and got him some new running shoes since his converse are just a tad too big and I knew he'd trip with them. So come race day we figured we'd leave early and give us plenty of time to get his race number and let him practice a bit. It was only a 100 yard dash so I figured it would keep his attention enough to cross the finish. Well... we got there 10 minutes late thanks to many ridiculous circumstances. He didn't even get to run the thing! We were both pretty upset about it, he got to watch the other kids run the 200 but couldn't join in. So teary eyed mommy and son walked up to the booth and asked if he could at least have his number. Not only did they give it to him, along with a bag of goodies, they let him run! He had the attention of everyone there so he was super stoked about that. He crossed the finish line, goodies and all, then proceeded to get his participant ribbon.



All and all it turned out to be great, I can't wait to get him into his next marathon...maybe even 10 minutes early this time.