Chugga Chugga... Choo-choo!

A few weeks ago my brother and sister-in-law enlisted a task for me to make a Thomas the Tank Engine cake for their godson Marx. It just so happened that things piled on this week which involved 3 days and 3 different cakes... and 30 hours of work -  with a busy schedule like that I need all the help I could get! 

Now surely everyone has got their own parent-child arguments/disagreements. Not everything can be perfect right? 


I'm lucky enough to have a mother who is pretty much Superwoman in a 5 ' 2" pocket rocket frame. She has always been there for me in my times of trouble and in my times of need but just like any other parent she is also there to give her 'opinions' (aka criticisms...). Not so much a bad thing when it helps me to be productive - but is a very annoying thing when something gets wrecked in the process. 


Mum: Make sure you shape and fix the thing right ... *rolls fondant*
Me: *shapes the cake and fixes the fondant cover* 
Mum: Oooo.. what's that thing there!? *touches the cake and rips the fondant*
Me: MUM !! Don't touch tha...t! ahhhh. *sighs* You do know I have the knife on my hand right!? 
Mum: *laughs to herself* 
Me: * @#%#%#! * 


Yes. It's love right there... sometimes I think my life is a real - life sitcom. 


To be honest with you though, I was very lucky to have my mum there with me making the Thomas cake... aside from her fondant ripping abilities and the need to touch things that I'm working on - she has eyes which has attention to detail and she helps me with the last minute stuff and I love her for it! 


I love you Mummy Dearest! 

Happy Birthday Marx!!