Annie has had five amazing birthday parties so far which I’d love to take credit for, but the truth is Heather is the creative party planner who dreams up all the cool stuff while I’m guy who says, “Tell me how I can help.” HOWEVER… there is one facet of Annie’s parties that is important to me that I take control of, and that’s the cake.
You see, when it comes to birthday parties I do not subscribe to this modern trend of serving cupcakes. I am a traditionalist. Birthday parties should have birthday cake. I mean what kind of a birthday party is it without a freaking birthday cake?! Look at me. I’m getting worked up about this just typing. (deep breaths…)
Annie had a simple smash cake on her first birthday (and individual cake pops for the guests, Heather was in charge that year), but on her Yo Gabba Gabba themed second birthday party I got a large, Gabba-rific cake:
In hindsight, this cake wasn’t my best effort. While the Yo Gabba Gabba toppers (which I got off Amazon) were cool, the cake was otherwise pretty “meh.”
I definitely stepped up my game for Annie’s third birthday party, which had a big top circus theme:
I ordered the “big top” off of Etsy, found the animals at the party store, and told the baker at our local supermarket my idea which she pulled off perfectly. I was just getting warmed up, though. For Annie’s super hero themed fourth birthday party I got a cake with Annie’s face on it!
This year I waited longer than usual to order the cake because Annie’s party was My Little Pony themed, and I figured that the giant book of speciality cakes on the counter of the supermarket bakery would certainly have a MLP cake. I mean, it has every other branded cake you can imagine in there — Transformers, Barbie, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Doc McStuffin… the list goes on and on. So, imagine my surprise when I showed up at the bakery, flipped through the entire book, and found no My Little Pony cake!
When I got home from the bakery I was a nervous, sweaty wreck. “How was it?” Heather asked. “Everything go okay ordering the cake?”
“You’ll see!” I said, then ran off to Google bakeries in private. For the next few days I called bakery after bakery, trying to find a cake without luck. For whatever reason, the powers-that-be at Hasbro decided to license the ponies out for everything from underwear to erasers, but not cakes.
Thankfully, I finally found a cake shop the week of the party that made a My Little Pony cake! Disaster averted! And you know what? This cake ended up being the best one yet:
The cake was a hit at her party on Saturday and Annie absolutely loved it. In fact, she said it was “20% cooler than last year’s cake,” which Heather tells me is a high compliment in the world of My Little Pony. Phew!
This cake story had a happy ending, but next year, I’ll start looking around earlier and leave nothing to chance. After all, I take seriously my role as defender of the birthday cake. Viva la cake!