Behold – The Cupcakening!
The Cupcakening begins! As we speak a gallon of frosting is being made in the kitchen in order to smother these lovelies in sugary glory. The house is filled with the heady aroma of cooling cake and the sound of mixers and jangling oven racks.
There’s a couple hundred tiny cakes here, but nobody is allowed to have any, apparently. Which the dogs and I feel is extremely uncool. Okay, that’s not completely true. Susie informed me that I’m allowed to have ONE, but I’ll have to eat it on the way to the emergency room.
I’m thinking about it.