My little one turned two today and I am still coming to terms with the fact that he is growing up. Although he proves to us everyday by accomplishing a new feat or sentence that he is no longer a baby, I still sometimes see that tiny bundle that we brought home two years ago when I look at him.
I wanted to do him an airplane cake as he is bananas over airplanes, and this is what I came up with. In case you can't tell, it's a little airplane flying in the clouds.
I made an apple spice cake, layered it with maple butter and iced it with cream cheese frosting.
I wasn't happy with the overly-dense apple cake part, so I won't post the recipe, but it was a nice combination of flavors.
And Noah ate it, which is what matters most.
Happy birthday, darling.