Let Her Eat Cake!

I made Myshel 2 cakes for her birthday. The first one, kind of a gag cake, was a guinea pig. Maybe I should explain a little..... When we lived in Virginia, Myshel had a dream, more like a nightmare about a guinea pig attacking her. She came running and screaming into my bedroom at 2:30 in the morning and scared me to death. (Chad was deployed, so I was alone, even more scary) She told me that a guinea pig was scratching at her face and when she jumped out of bed and turned around to look at her pillow, it was sitting there staring at her, so she ran into my room.

Unfortunately for Myshel, her nightmare has become a little family joke about guinea pigs attacking. We'll scratch at her bedroom door and make little wheeet, wheeet guinea pig noises. She won't admit it, but she thinks it's funny, too. So, I just couldn't resist making her a guinea pig cake for her 16th birthday. I thought it turned out rather cute. The pan says, "Happy Birthday Myshel, See you in your dreams!" Ornery aren't we!I couldn't just make the guinea pig because that would be mean, wouldn't it. This is her "real" Sweet 16 Birthday cake. She loved it, so all was good.
It was the first time I'd worked with fondant. I think it turned out pretty good. If I can get it to taste better, I'll like it a whole lot more. The electricity went out while I was piping the white on top, so most of that was done by candlelight. It says "Happy Sweet 16, Myshel" on the top in pink.

We had fun with her cakes this year and I think that she liked them a lot, too.