Blue and Gold Cake Contest

Have we mentioned that Rob is now the Cubmaster? It was something of a shock, but it has been great for getting the boys excited about scouting (and let's face facts: Rob and I are lukewarm at best on a paramilitary, homophobic, psuedo-Hitler Youth organization, so our boys were destined to embrace it wholeheartedly from the start). One of the first arguments that Rob ever won with his parents was over scouting. They had moved into a neighborhood with no other kids his age, and so his eagle project would have been almost entirely solo (with some help from his younger brother). He proposed that instead of getting his eagle, he work towards becoming a Sterling Scholar in foreign languages at OHS. His parents finally agreed, and he did make Sterling Scholar at OHS, and went on to become the statewide foreign language Sterling Scholar. So my husband is one merit badge and an eagle project shy of his eagle, which just so happens (Freudianly?) to be exactly the same as my brother, Mr. Twinkie.
All of this means that our boys will insist on being scouts to the death. They will probably get the Platinum Platypus award and still be wearing khaki short pants when they're 70.
But back to the event at hand. These cakes were made by scouts and their fathers for a cake contest for our Blue and Gold dinner. They were really impressive. Originally Will was going to make a volcano, but then he heard about this one and decided to do something else. Impressive exploding lava, no?
This is a detail from a cake of our bishop, who was a basketball player in college and beyond. It got the best brownnoser award and then they took it to the bishop. Kinda creepy to cut into yourself, I would think.

If Jaxon and his dad made this, I will eat my bonnet before teatime . . .
I would have given this kid the "Most Likely to Have a Porn Addiction" award, but I think the judges were kinder. I was going to take issue with the shape, but then I realized that around here, that's pretty anatomically correct.

Just great. I didn't even put in pictures of the Rubik's cube or the football or the basketball court or the state of Utah or the turtle or the iceberg full of penguins. They really did an amazing job.

This guy won first place and he was legit. After the cake came out they asked mom what to do about frosting. She gave them some recipes and they were appalled that you have to make the frosting!
I couldn't help myself. I had to take a picture of the baker's chosen piece of cake.

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Comments

Frau Magister said…
This post was worth a year's worth of cakewrecks cakes. I can't wait for the pinewood derby.
Jennette said…
Can't you start posting something everyday? I could use this kind of laugh more often.
jenlinmin said…
The four of us are laughing so hard and it was just what we needed on this rainy, dreary San Francisco day. N's favorite was the basketball player and I's was the eyeball. We were also pleased to discover that A has a kindred spirit out there in regards to attitudes about scouting. Good on ya, Rob, for saying "yes" to the calling anyway!
NOBODY said…
Okay, those cakes were pretty amazing. And the commentary was hilarious.

But the boy with a breast on his plate, definitely takes the cake.
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Anonymous said…
This was hilarious! I shared it with the office. Where is Will's cake?
ashley said…
Do I dare bet that the breast was requested by an adult that was too embarrassed to go get it himself! This was a riot! Thanks for sharing.
ohiolanges said…
OHHHHH! This is too funny. Steve and I were hoping the church would abandon the boy scout program before we had to be involved. We have 3 more years. Maybe if we could have Rob as the leader - we would be happier about it.
Mindi said…
That breast cake is better than the "Bleedin' Armadillah" cake in Steel Magnolias.
Jennette said…
I should tell you, when I was re-reading this post for Adam and my kids were around, they saw the torso cake and said, "oh, look! Someone made a cake like a bed with pillows."

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