Happy Birthday to my boys

Have you ever noticed that when something goes wrong in your life, it is usually at the worst possible time? I dislocated my kneecap and tore a ligament in my knee 3 weeks ago. After 2 weeks on crutches, (and incidently, have you ever tried to bake and decorate cookies or cakes on crutches? Trust me, you don't want to.) my doctor decided after the MRI that I probably would not need surgery. YAY!! I apparently did not hear the last part of that statement, "at this time".
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.
Almost.
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.

I've got many cookies to post, so check back soon!