Worried I am getting into this whole parenting thing too deeply. After all I'm still a man and need to retain some male traits and characteristics. Actually - don't worry too much I'm drinking a cold beer as I type this and I have just stopped scratching my undercarriage - so I think we're ok !
You see I found myself baking cakes on Thursday night for the year R cake sale which took place yesterday. Ok, Ok I did cheat a little bit as I used one of those cup cake mix jobbies, but it did involve real cooking and hot ovens, an egg or two and even white chocolate 'piping'. La-di-dah! I have to admit that the end result did look a bit amateur and the icing was sort of all over each paper cup thing but they certainly did look homemade.
I sauntered casually over to the school to see how the cake sale was going and f**k me sideways ALL of the choccy cup cakes had been sold, there was loads of other stuff still for sale but my little beauties had sold out like proverbial hot cakes (well actually just like hot cakes, they weren't proverbial).
I haven't felt that proud since I was called up in assembly aged 7 to collect my BAGA 5 award (if you have to ask you're too young or, come to think of it, too old).
So with a swelling of pride in my chest I strutted around all day finally picking up LP from a friends house where, lo and behold, LP's friend's mum had only gone and bought some of my cup cakes..! The assorted kids round her house gave them a huge thumbs up too.
Today cup cakes, tommorrow the world or battenburg cake (I haven't decided).
A brilliant round off to a successful day.
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