“Pink, pink, pink . . . give me everything in PINK.”
You may think that anyone can decorate cupcakes. I am here to tell you that I didn’t think I could. I knew I could frost cupcakes and put sprinkles on them. I wasn’t sure about anything fancy. I was especially nervous because I was in charge of the cupcakes for The Pink Party of the Century. The second birthday of little Afton. I knew that my daughter was making pink suckers and pink pretzels and pink cake pops with pink balloons and pink lemonade. I just hoped that I could hold my end of the bargain. Use a cake decorator.
While on the surface it may seem like a lot of pink, Afton is not just your ordinary two-year-old. She is a long awaited miracle child whose parents thought it might never be. She is like a little princess walking on the earth. And, we all understand. So, I gave it a shot. Chocolate cupcakes in white cups. Pink swirlie frosting with tiny pearls. Eatable pearls. When all was said and done, I put them into the fridge. Even I thought maybe I had done okay. They weren’t as uniform as they are in Martha Stewart or as tall and fluffy as they are in the bakery . . . but they were pink and yummy and just fine for a little girl who was turning two and whose mommy was so grateful for her that she wanted everyone to know. A Pink Party.
Afton’s mommy exhaled when she saw the cupcakes. Oh, mom. They are just perfect. Hummm. Guess I will try frosting cupcakes this way again.
“No try . . . just do.”