Mother of the year

I set out to make a nice honey cake for the boys this afternoon for afternoon tea. It burned. It burned badly. Not cause I left it too long but I think the honey just caught and cooked far too quickly. But I couldn't go back I had no time to start again and was so annoyed that I had burnt it. So I did what any mother of the year would do. I chopped off the worst burnt bits and put so much lemon butter cream icing on it that the kids didn't notice.


They must have still been reeling from the burnt cake cause they didn't notice the chopped mushrooms in the not burnt chicken pie I made for dinner

-written from here