After how long it took to make Benjamin's 2nd Birthday cake (http://randelewis.blogspot.com/2008/06/benjamins-birthday-cake.html) and how disastrous his 3rd was (http://randelewis.blogspot.com/2009/06/bad-compressor-in-fridgefreezer.html), I thought I was done making 3D/intricate cakes... Especially with how disorganized I've felt since James' birth. I saw a train cake that looked pretty simple and thought, "I can do that"... But Benjamin didn't want a train, he wanted a dump truck. I looked at some photos of different ones people had made and this is what I came up with.
I liked the idea of using almond bark to assemble the dumper because I was dreading the thought of working with royal icing. I also used it for the windows which worked nicely. I liked the idea of an elevated cake. One recipe I saw used graham crackers filled with frosting to lift it up, but someone ate my extra graham crackers, so I had to use the cookies I had for the grill. It ended up working well.
One of the graham crackers on the dumper broke, but it was an easy fix.
I didn't actually get around to baking the cake until Sunday morning. Ideally, this wouldn't have been a Sabbath morning project... And we were 10 minutes late for 12 p.m. church because of it, but I was blessed by Ryan's unspoken prayer. He was supposed to be at a Ward Council Meeting (he's the de facto Ward Mission Leader) at 1000. At about 0900, Ryan said, "I don't think I should go to the meeting... You need me here." I told him he needed to be there. Less than 10 minutes later, the Bishop called and said they wouldn't have time to talk about missionary stuff and that Ryan should spend the morning with his family. I'm not sure how the morning would have turned out without Ryan there (the boys would have probably watched a bunch of Veggie Tales), but I'm grateful the Bishop was listening to the voice of the Spirit. It was pretty cool too because Ryan taught the Gospel Essentials Sunday School class about the Gift of the Holy Ghost... and we had a lot to talk about. (Including me watching a National Geographic Episode about Methamphetamine with Benjamin... but that's a topic for another day).
Since I have sworn off white flour in my house, I made the cake from scratch (
http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/cake-mixes-from-scratch-and-variations/Detail.aspx). I used this frosting recipe (http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/gale-gand/quick-vanilla-buttercream-frosting-recipe/index.html). I've never made Butter Cream Frosting before so I'm not sure they're all like this, but it was HIGH in fat... albeit yummy. Does lack if trans fat make up for the fat content? (I can't stomach store bought frosting any more b/c it has 2 grams of trans fat per serving)... Maybe I'll find a coconut oil buttercream recipe next time.
We had macaroni and cheese (http://www.myrecipes.com/recipe/creamy-stove-top-macaroni-cheese-10000001197219/) with white beans for dinner. Originally it was going to be pizza, but it would have been day 3 of pizza for the boys. Benjamin didn't eat much, but I think he was really excited for the cake.

Alexander fell asleep about 30 minutes before dinner. Church is at a really hard time and he gets really grumpy when he's tired. We asked him if he wanted to eat with us and he didn't even stir... Even after I put the hat on him and got him with the flash 3 times for photos. He did end up waking at 2100 after Ryan left for work and was awake until I went to bed at 2230. So much for the weaning party. He nursed for 10 seconds before going back to sleep. I let him do it because I don't want to have him grow up with a breast fascination because it's the forbidden fruit. He nursed again for 10 seconds on Monday morning, but hasn't asked for it again. It's amazing how excited he gets about nursing (I wish I had a photo of the big fat grin he gets when it's time to nurse). I also think it's funny how he names things by their usage... for example: We have a Nurf projectile launcher that Alexander calls a "shoot"... so now he calls the water gun a "water shoot". The other day I was getting dressed and he asked me, "Are those your nursers?" Amazing how the human brain develops. Okay, probably TMI for those of you reading this who think I should have weaned my boys at 12 months...

Benjamin actually made the cake a little simpler that I envisioned b/c I was going to tip the dumper with chocolate covered pretzels, but Benjamin said he wanted it flat. He is a boy after my own heart because he really liked picking at the "dirt" (crumbled up chewy homemade granola bars combined with a chocolate cookie).