Life With Boys

Today ends my reign as the “older woman” as Matt celebrates his birthday.

I’ve made an Orange Dreamsicle cake — the recipe calls for orange soda, orange cake mix and two boxes of orange jello (dry), vanilla pudding mix and a lot of cool-whip. If it isn’t orangey I don’t know what is.

I had to put it into the freezer because the cool-whip frosting was just running right off of it — and of course as I got it to the freezer I ran it into the ceiling and off came a largeish glob of frosting. It was not one of my better moves and I think an expletive I don’t use often may have slipped out.

Will let you know how it turns out.

(PS — according to the rules of Morgan you’re not old until your belly sticks out over your pants.)