Macarons were a disaster. Salted caramel cake went ok until M had a meltdown and I stupidly put the icing on it before the icing had fully cooled. It all leaked out of the middle and ran off the top and down the sides and looked like an elephant turd. Then I had a strop, DH and I had a row and it was all a bit FUBAR.
Eventually we all calmed down, I managed to bodge the cake so that it looked a bit more presentable, and we all carried on as normal.
What a joyous day!
Hope you and P had fun at the zoo, book, and that DH isn't a complete douchelord has at least sorted a little something for Mothers' Day.