During the 3rd week, when I could finally put weight on it without wanting to die, I had 3 of my 4 boys birthdays, the same 3 kids with baseball games and practices every day, plus cookie orders for 2 weddings and a birthday, a total of 320 cookies. Oh yes, and the church bake sale. So I spent most of the last week standing. On a leg that I was not yet supposed to be standing on. So I am now back to having a knee 3 times its normal size, and bruised from mid- thigh to mid-calf. I have a horribly sinking feeling I may have just pushed myself into needing that surgery. Oh, AND, my camera died! Yippee!
Long story short, I have had a seriously crappy few weeks. Ok, enough of my venting.
What do you do when 3 kids having 1 cake want SpongeBob, Clone Wars and Star Wars on it? They all like to fish, so I ended up having SpongeBob, Han Solo and a Clone Trooper fishing together. It was pretty pitiful. Thankfully, the boys are more concerned with presents than cake, so it worked. The figures are toys - I had every intention on making them out of gumpaste, but that didn't work out.