Little Squirt Birthday Cake

I am a woman of many talents...cake decorating just doesn't happen to be one of them.  However, my grandson T wanted a cake shaped like a squirt gun for his birthday. It's expensive to special order such a cake, so the parents asked if I could do it. It was easy to cut out the shape, but when I set aside the pieces for the trigger guard and cap, Grandpa ate them!  Luckily I still had the corner piece, but I re-cut it in a hurry so it's quite out of proportion to the rest of the squirt gun.

The frosting is stabilized whipped cream. I wish I had a little more whipping cream so I could have made it thicker and my corners didn't show through so much.

I did get teased about the "IV" when it means 4, not 5.  Oops. I meant to put five, and I know it's V. I just goofed.  Notice the five white candles forming the "squirt of water" at the left side. The blue sprinkles are supposed to represent squirted water drops too. I "glued" them on with egg white.

T seemed to like the cake--and after he blew out the candles, he reached right out and ate some of the blue gel from the tray. I'm glad it was from there and not the cake!

Roses

My roses are blooming in spite of the rainy spring.  I pruned them last year, and gave them rose food early this spring, since I happened to find a bag of rose food spikes when we were sorting the garage.  Kevin has helped a lot with the roses, especially enjoying keeping the dead ones trimmed off for me.

The first one to bloom was gorgeous but rather shy, 

peeking out from deep in the foliage.

After that the yellow bush decided to go wild 

and bloom with dozens at once.

And here's a closer look at one vivid yellow rosebud. 

Yellow roses are for friendship, 

so here's a salute to my friends.