Naked Chefs

I got the paddling pool out for the boy cousins on Sunday. It was still a little chilly for their namby-pamby bottoms. So we switched over to decorating fairy cakes that I had prepared earlier.

Cousin G was slightly more interested in choosing colours and bothering to actually ice the things. Foxy simply repeated the phrase "eat cake" over and over.



Soon enough I had lost any semblance of this being anything other than an opportunity for mainlining sugar.





I'll take what I can get.