So when we make a cake, I get a piece, a big one granted, and I eat it. And then I am good for the day. Sometimes I will grab another for a midnight snack, but cakes last a while around here. I can eat it in fork sized bites and feel satisfied after a nice big piece with chocolate icing. Cupcakes are another matter altogether. You (or I at least!) can eat one in two bites and then you dive in for another in 5 minutes. We made 24 cupcakes yesterday, and we have 5 left. 19 cupcakes gone in 24 hours. My estimate: Seporah 2, Felicity 2, Mommy 5. You do the math. Cupcakes are the Devil.
Where is your will power? Cupcakes may be of the devil but brownies are worse. Let’s have a little backbone and have the girls each eat four, you and Märia can each have four, and Märia will take the rest to work to share with the nurses.
Of course an easier solution would be to make only 12 at a time or just stick to cake and forget the cupcakes all together.
Mind you, I am not one to give advice is this area as I wrestle with my brownie demons every Sunday evening!
Life is chocolate and good…
Love you, Dad