My dad signed her up when they ordered the rainbow wolf cake.
Kathy of Kathy’s Kreative Kakes is the mastermind behind this genius summer idea.
But I barely made it past the sign.
I have BIG issues when wrong letters replace right letters.
Do you get what I’m saying?
Like, for example. My name is Jessica. But If your name is Jessyka. We can’t be friends.
Horribly shallow. I know. It’s my problem. Not yours.
Back to camp.
It happens to be Grandma Yellow Cee Cee’s birthday today and we celebrated last night.
She got a mermaid, marshmallow crab, orange-slice-on-a-toothpick, beachscape buttercream extravaganza.
Which was better than the other options.
Like the boy with the huge lump of red buttercream, anxiously looking for “bodies” in the plastic figurine bin.
In addition to Grandma’s delicious cake, they made chocolate chip cookies.
Dave said they were better than mine.
And I think he really meant it.
They also made sugar cookies with royal icing “like all the princesses use.”
Kobi ate those.
Camp lasted 3 days.
Which I think is all Kathy could take.
It was krazy kool.