Would you like some cake with those sprinkles?

We had a birthday boy in the house this week.  And to anyone who knows me well and is wondering whether I'm working on my 'must control every possible thing' OCDish/territorial tendencies, I present you with some hard evidence that I am:  the latest celebratory cake to come out of my kitchen.

Frosted and decorated with wild abandon by the sweetest, stickiest--and apparently most delicious--palms you ever saw...

Side note to anyone out there to whom I sometimes gift baked goods--rest assured that these kitchen "helpers" and their licks are no where near your treats.  Promise.

But when it's just us, anything goes.  And I do mean go...

Happy birthday Charlie!  Even seven more pounds of sugar sprinkles couldn't make our life with you any sweeter.  You are the very best and we love you so.

Sandra