Even before my grandson was born, his world was covered in monkeys. Monkeys on the onesies, monkeys on the bibs, stuffed monkeys and monkeys on the crib sheets. It only seemed fitting that when his first birthday rolled around that his smash cake would have a monkey. The only problem with that logic is that Mimi (that's me...to the little ones) didn't know how to make a monkey from fondant.
My answer to my 18-year-old son when he asks me about something is "Google it." Now faced with my own dilemma, I decided to take me own advice. I sat down and googled "how to make a fondant monkey." To my surprise, up popped some YouTube videos! That's all fine and good, I thought to myself, but can I really get mine to look like the one in the video? Well, here's the finished product. Aside from the face looking a little like a cow-monkey combination, I thought it looked close.
The day came for my grandson's birthday. My daughter and son-in-law took their places in front of him and waited for him to dig into the cake. NOPE! This boy proceeded to pick the blue and green circles very carefully and delicately off the cake and eat them. I have never found fondant to be especially appetizing, but hey, to each his own right? He giggled and giggled about the monkey and tried to eat him too. My daughter had enough of this, so she put his hand in the cake and tried to show him how to smash it. He still was having no part of this, so it was decided to just break off a piece of the cake and let him taste that.
Am I the only one who thinks it's hysterical when 2 adults are outsmarted by a 1-year-old?
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