Baking A Cake With Mommy

I helped Mommy bake and decorate a cake today.  No, it wasn't my birthday, nor Sloanes.   It was just a beautiful day that was perfect for baking.   

At first I was scared of the mixer, but I quickly learned it was
safe to use.  

Daddy told me that eating the batter off of the beaters was 
one of the best things in life.   

I had to make sure to spread the mix evenly.   

Lucky me, I got to ice the cake myself.  

Spreading the icing. 

Sprinkles, sprinkles, and more sprinkles.  

I was supervising Sayler's work.  

And the verdict was meh.