He thought he dodged that bullet. But little does he know the kids and I have been planning. (insert evil villainous laugh here) Gifts were purchased. Cards were drawn. And a cake was baked. And since the theme this year is Hello Hippie, I made him this.
As we speak thousands of dead heads around the world sense a disturbance in the force... Don't try to hold it in, laugh. I freely admit that I am no Ace of Cakes...more like a joker. But it is an improvement from last year's debacle. For some reason it made sense to me that if I bought an ice cream cake from a refrigerator at Baskin Robins, that it would be fine in my refrigerator at home. Needles to say, we ate cake that year through a straw!
I was able to complete his convertible gloves tonight. I have to admit I wasn't too keen on these until the boy exclaimed they were "cool" and he wanted a pair for himself. Holy crap...an 8 year old thought a handknit item was cool? I've never felt more hip!
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