Pretty & Nice.


H

ubby had me in hysterics over the weekend. Not only had he thrown away my beaters {because he never saw me use them!} but he accused me {in jest} of bleeding money.

I made cupcakes. Yummy passionfruit and coconut cupcakes. And as I was setting them up to photograph with the fancy bunting and little flags I realised I had a one man audience… Hubby. I looked at him with his puzzled look on his face and smirked, “What?”

“Are you serious?” he ribbed, “Did you buy all that stuff… just for this?”

“Well… it is all very pretty… and it looks nice… and well… yes. I did.”

He shook his head and laughed. I finished setting up in a state of hysterics. The way Hubby says things has me bending over in side splitting laughter.
Besides he should be grateful. I baked scrumptious cupcakes. And I even took the seeds of the passionfruit out for him because the man doesn’t like seeds. See how wonderful I am? Wife of the year material.
And mother of the year too. I offered Lacey a cupcake and with one swift lick she decided, “I can’t like it!”

So what’s a mum to do? Whip up chocolate icing instead. That’s what I did, much to her utter delight.

14 thoughts on “Pretty & Nice.”

  1. Those are just beautiful. I just went over and read Ava's story, my goodness. Made me stop and appreciate everything in my life, right this second.

  2. “I can't like it” – how adorable!! 🙂 she tried to like it! hehe. very sweet.
    these look delicious. and major dedication points for picking out the seeds – definitely wife and mother of the year material 🙂
    Heidi xo

  3. So gorgeous and funny and lovely and sad {Ava's story has had me weeping pool fulls of tears}.

    Love your blog sooo much. It's so inspriing for beginner bloggers like me:) A big thank you xx

  4. My comment seems to have disappeared! Chantelle those cupcakes look absolutely scrumptious. I love the colours of your little cases and accessories. Can you send me a few little cupcakes in the post. Cassie xx

  5. Husbands are so weird aren't they. Mine is just like yours thinks I'm totally crazy for the effort I go to but just laughs and shrugs and lets me be.

    Ava's story is so sad – I simply can't cook (or eat) another cupcake) without giving a thought to her and her parents.

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