Sunday, 23 September 2012
The Cupcake Kid
So this weekend, after leisurely lie ins, I've been giving Lovelygrey Cottage a mini-spring clean so it's ready for a month of crafting, writing and jewellery selling. Today I'll tackle upstairs but yesterday, downstairs got a good spit and polish. My kitchen was looking particularly sparkly until Louis ran in, wanting to make cupcakes to sell to the neighbours on behalf of the NSPCC. 'Fine' I said. 'Here's the recipe, there's the ingredients. Off you go!'
I do not fear abduction or anything bad, just wonder where he's got to.
I found him a few cul-de-sacs away with an empty tray and twelve pounds in his apron pocket, surrounded by other small boys with lurid icing around their mouths. It'll be good to see what other schemes that he comes up with over the next few weeks when he doesn't have everything planned for him and has time to play with.