Do you know this face?
Perhaps your recognize him better like this…
Or this one?
Oh my, that hair…
My little Cowboy turned 4 years old this past weekend. Be still my heart, how is this possible?
Unfortunately my SuperMommy cape got lost at the dry cleaners and I was unable to produce a cake with cowboys yip-yipping cows and horses across the top. (And I have decided to strip our entire movie collection of anything containing John Wayne on a horse to save myself future heartaches from such failures.)
It never would have occurred to me that real cowboys (rather than Toy Story’s version of cowboys) would become so passè. One “cake decorator” told me that she hasn’t “done anything cowboy in, like, 10 years.” I’ll save you the gut-wrenching details of 12 stores and 4 local “bakeries” (ha!) in 9 days and just get straight to the pictures.
He loved it. Particularly how the pair were leaning precariously to the side about to crash into the fence from their wild ride. (Did you know that real toys are much heavier and less balanced when smushed into frosting than your standard cake toppers?) Now I just have to find something else for his Christmas stocking…
