When I asked her what she wanted for a cake, she thought. And thought. And thought. LK, unable to wait patiently anymore, informed me that she wanted a boot cake.
“A boot cake?” I repeated. Yes. A boot cake. And when I looked at Squeaky, she lit up and said, “YES! Boot!”
And so, with one day in between arriving home from an 8 day road trip and party day, I went with the easiest boot cake I could think of.
I’m so glad I had fondant left over from LK’s cake!