Cupcakes!

Last night, I tried to make cupcakes. I wanted LARGE cupcakes, so I bought large cupcake papers and poured the batter in to the brim. I watched them bake in the oven and I swear, there must have been some nuclear rays coming from the oven because the cupcakes started to get rather LARGE. Abnormally large. I kept cursing at the cupcakes to stop growing, but they continued to defy me and do their own thing.
At the end they looked like this:

MUTANT cupcakes


They also flopped when I pulled them out of the oven! I am the WORST baker. Defeated, I questioned whether or not I would be a bad mother. My kid would be embarassed of the things I'd make for birthdays and bake sales.

However, the night was young, and I still had two more options left to save my cupcake catastrophe:

1. AMUNITION:


2. SWEEEEEEEEEEEEETS Expert, A. A.:


Then, after a little love, and a LOT of frosting, my ugly ducklings turned into swans.

BEFORE:


AFTER:

I guess if I can't be a good baker, then I will be a good artist.