One of my kids was born early, at a little over 5 pounds.
He was tiny for a while, but a few weeks later, he figured out that he liked to eat.
Like his mother.
He became chunky, and I started referring to him as my little hippo.
So for his 1st birthday, I made him a hippo cake (with my husband’s help). I had no clue how to frost cakes 2 years ago, so no making fun of my poor hippo. 🙂
Oh, and the cake was about 2 1/2 feet long.
My son’s nickname for a while became “Moto Moto.” (From Madagascar 2.)
I’m terrible, aren’t I?
This was before I really knew how to make cakes, and I couldn’t handle baking more than one. How embarrassing. 🙂
So I bought the second one and decorated it with little hippo figures. Yeah yeah, I don’t do that anymore. Lol.
I just love my little Hippo…
(You can see more of my kids’ cakes in my cake photo gallery.)