A Baby & Her Cake: Love Found, Lost, and Renewed

Or...

Maybe We Should Have Named Her Cake-ence. 

I turned thirty-eight the day before Easter.  Cadence turned one the day after Easter.  Even though she's started gingerly walking and unpacks all the cupboards every time I turn my back, she is still so small and baby-like that it's hard to believe she's now one!  Harder yet to believe that in five months, she'll be a big sister. 

I usually don't do much for our children's first birthdays-- a cake is about the extent of it, as they don't care much either way.  Now that the bigger girls have begun choosing special desserts over shaped birthday cakes (and the younger girls ask for things like "a cake shaped like a seven and covered in blue frosting), it's been a while since I made a fancy birthday cake.  It was about time!  Even though I knew Cadence would be just as pleased with a flat cake of any color, I wanted to make her a pretty cake for her first birthday, one that reflected our magical spring baby.

I snipped a few green twigs from a cherry tree out back, and I stole the twig number idea from here.  (Hint: it takes about five minutes to make, so don't buy one.)

I made the fawn (a bit droopy) from marshmallow fondant mixed with some gumpaste powder leftover from Deborah's wedding cupcakes-- recipe here.  This was my first time modeling anything for a cake, and next time, I'll probably add a bit more gumpaste powder to firm things up.  When I first started, the fawn looked like an "Alien Tootsie Roll Creature" (my words), so I was very relieved that the final result was recognizable. 

I really didn't have much to do with making this blue-eyed baby, apart from allowing the Shaper to do His good work for nine months within me.  And look at His work!  Marvelous to behold.

She was so cute snitching fingerfuls of frosting that I was overcome and took too many pictures.

And then, because my blanket-holding serfs were getting tired, I moved the cake away.  While I was putting it away, Susannah took this picture of the unhappy Magic Baby. 

She's learned to voice her displeasure quite piercingly these days...

AH!  BUT WHAT'S THIS?!?!?!  Baby and her beloved Cake reunited at last!  All it took was a few-hour wait, and we decided to allow them to see one another again.

She was happy-happy-happy.

And then we gave her her very own slice to nibble!  She could barely believe her good fortune.

She must take after her mother, because she nibbled it right to the nubs.  Oh, little dearling sugar tooth, we love you so!  We love you much more than cake and always will.  Here's to another year of growing stronger and bigger and more filled with curiosity and wonder for all things wondrous, from cupboards and cakes and daffo-down-dillies to all that's yet waiting your discovery.  It's going to be a fun year!