It’s Midnight…Do You Know Where Your Cupcakes Are?
Last night, or rather, way early this morning, around midnight, I realized I forgot to make the mini-cupcakes I was planning to bring for Cooper’s class today. I got sucked into Twitter and Plurk for the n’th time this week and totally lost track of time. I figured at midnight that I was actually getting to bed early for the first time all week…but read Burgh Baby Mom’s post about homemade grilled pizza and thought, “OH CRAP!!!!”
I rushed through a few other computer-related things I needed to finish then went nuts.
- Pre-heated the oven, then saw the fine print on the cake mix indicating non-stick pans needed a lower temp.
- Mixed the eggs, water, and oil with the Funfetti cake mix by hand even though the mix called for an electric because I was terrified of waking up the whole house with my very noisy hand mixer. And I’m a rebel. No really, I am…went to TF South High School, home of the Rebels!
- I put the pan of mini-cupcakes in the oven, then realize I have NO idea how long to bake because the mix didn’t have time for mini-cupcakes. So I got to babysit the oven.
- Got Cooper’s cups of formula made for school while suspiciously eyeballing the rising cupcakes in the oven.
- Wiped down most of the horizontal surfaces in the kitchen. At least the ones not covered by dirty dishes or mail/papers.
- Since I got to babysit the oven, the dang timer went off three times and it is louder.than.sin.
I pulled them out and was arranging them in a dish to bring to the daycare when I heard Cooper fuss over the monitor. I froze…it was 12:30am. A minute later when he was done and quiet again, I realized that I had involuntarily hunched down behind the kitchen island and was holding my breath. I wonder what that says about my parenting. I mean, it made sense a few months back when I was putting some folded clothes away in his room and he stirred in his bed, that I dropped to the floor and crawled out of his room on my belly. A little extreme, but not for a mother tired of a baby getting up twice a night (at that point). Now that Cooper has been sleeping through the night since coming home from Chicago, I get a little testy when he rescinds on our agreement. And apparently it triggers some sort of Post Traumatic Stress response, as well.
No, I did not wipe down my stove…thank-you for asking.
YUM! Actually, I didn’t have a single one. And I did not frost them because while I love the teachers at daycare, I know that they stragetically give the kids the sweet treats at the end of the day, right before parents pick them up.
Stumble It!
Burgh Baby said,
July 10, 2008 @ 11:45 pm
I TOTALLY hide when I hear the Toddler wake up in the middle of the night and I’m still downstairs. I’ll run to turn out the lights and cower down like I’m in a bunker or something. Awesome hiding parents unite!
Karen said,
July 11, 2008 @ 8:34 am
I can’t hide anymore. The kids now hide from me for fear of getting a chore.
Jesse said,
July 11, 2008 @ 10:27 am
PTSD - from parenting. Yep, I agree.
Home made treats?! Are you kidding me? Our day cares and schools have NEVER allowed that. Too many whackos out there I suppose. Only store bought, individually wrapped treats for these younguns.
caramama said,
July 11, 2008 @ 10:29 am
Way to go, throwing those together on the fly like that! Smart to not add the frosting.
I totally get the hiding thing. I’m not yet doing it, but when the baby stirs, hubby and I freeze and don’t move for a minute, even if we are downstairs. I’m sure the next step is hiding. hehe.
Krissa said,
July 11, 2008 @ 7:19 pm
Well, aren’t you sweet to be so concerned with all the parents car upholstery like that.
The “military maneuvers you were going through to escape undetected? I bet secret agents have got nothing on a mom who’s trying to keep a baby asleep.
ascapecodturns said,
July 11, 2008 @ 9:45 pm
My nephews beg me to make Funfetti cakes all the time!!!!
Funny about the no frosting!
Tranny Head said,
July 11, 2008 @ 10:06 pm
And that is why I buy pre-made shizzle, man. I’m one lazy hawt mess and frankly have no desire to get into the happy homemaking competition with the other parentals.
Oh - and FYI - Picture People sucked ass. You were totally right - can’t wait to go to Portrait Innovations!
thenataliepaige said,
July 11, 2008 @ 11:03 pm
So. funny.
I have to admit, I don’t know you from Adam (or Eve). I think the fastest way I found your blog was through LagLiv, who I found through my sister. But…I have to say, I enjoying reading so much as you usually have me doubled over in laughter! Most times, I end up repeating a funny sentence to whoever will listen.
LaskiGal said,
July 12, 2008 @ 10:22 am
You didn’t eat even one. Man, you are good. And thanks for the daycare tip . . . evil.
And I can’t lie, I am selectively deaf when J cries. Don’t worry . . . the hubs is on duty.
Flea said,
July 12, 2008 @ 6:22 pm
They look yummy! Have you tried Noble Pig’s cupcakes with the pop rocks yet? I bought everything, but can’t find pop rocks anywhere.
Marti said,
July 14, 2008 @ 10:05 am
Hey I am proud you did it! And it record time too!