Last night was the Cub Scout Cake Auction, to raise money for Scout camp this summer for each boy. All afternoon I was cursing the Boy Scouts of America as I tried to squeeze in time to make a fabulous cake to sell at the auction. I just wanted to know why I couldn't just pay $20 to send my boy to camp and pass up the cake baking extravaganza. I am not sure where the pressure to perform came from - not wanting to let my son down with a really lame cake, OR not wanting to be personally embarrassed in front of all the other high-achieving-super-mom's with their amazing cakes. Probably both. Well I resorted to my favorite cake version - cup cakes. Mikey and I decided that "funny" was better than "amazing". He chose the spaghetti and meatball cupcakes from a website Whitney showed me. In the end they turned out cute - and shockingly realistic. They got a fair price of $26 with multiple bidders. Whew. If only I knew the highest grossing 2 cakes were round with an action figure stuck on top. Those were the ones the kids were begging their dad's to bid for. Mine included. Note for next year.
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