Fail Cakes

When our kids were young, we went to a lot of birthday parties. I mean a lot. School birthday parties. Family birthday parties. Skating parties. Bouncy house parties. Whew. And then there were the cakes. I often made them myself. I wanted my kids to know that I cared enough about their birthdays to put in some effort, even if the results weren’t always the prettiest things in the world. I have always referred to them as my “fail cakes” although I suppose they could have been a lot worse. I take a lot of satisfaction in knowing that my daughters will always be able to say confidently that “he was there” and “he tried.” Here are a few of the fail cakes over the years.

I tried.