Tonight I made some cakes for my sons club he goes to. They are having a fun day tomorrow and tonight I rushed about and made some fairy cakes for the cake stall.
just before I was I was about to put the sprinkles on my 4 yr old son SAT ON THE CAKES. One cake was a bit bumcheeked but it was savable. At this point he’s just got out the bath and had pants on and was standing on a chair playing basketball (yes I know 🤦♀️)
About 5 minutes later he comes down the stairs and has shat himself. Yes this is my life.
Husband cleans him up I come back to kitchen and fuck which one was the bum cake. So now I’ve got cake Russian Roulette with a possible shitty bum
cake.
DH has taken him to bed and I’m just 🫠