The depths of my love

When I was pregnant with Coulson a little over 5 years ago, I fell in love with the cake served at one of my baby showers.  It's the sheet cake from Costco. It's huge, serves 44, comes with a mousse filling and it's only $15!  For that price at the grocery store, you can get a cake half the size with no filling and it's not as delicious.  Oddly for a life-long chocoholic, my love of Costco cake is limited to the white cake with white buttercream frosting.  Chocolate cake just isn't as exciting.

If you've ever been to one of my kids birthday parties, you've enjoyed this cake (except for their first birthdays, we made our own cake for those special days).  In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if subconciously the main reason that I enjoy throwing birthday parties for my boys is so I can get this cake.  And all the extra cake from these parties is not a problem because the Costco cake freezes beautifully!  We freeze it in smaller chunks so we only have to thaw out a few servings at a time (yes, this is a well thought-out process for us.)

Well, Coulson's birthday party is Saturday and now he's old enough to have an opinion about things like cake.  We were at Costco and I was asking him what decoration he wanted on his cake when he suddenly stated, "I want chocolate." 

"Chocolate filling?  Okay."

"No. Chocolate cake.  With chocolate icing."

At this point, I was about to state my usual, "Well, that's not a decision you get to make, that's a grown-up decision and you have to live with whatever I decide."  But I realized that it was his birthday and he probably should get to decide.  But I was the one doing all the work for the party, this cake is my payoff, said the little voice in my head. 

Well, my maternal love won, so Coulson, when you eat your chocolate cake on Saturday, just know how much I love you and remember the sacrifices I've made for you!