Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Why I Love Arizona (even when it's 110+ degrees)

This is the time of the year I hate...I've given up leaving the house much, my air conditioner chugs away to keep the house at 82 degrees, the kids are bored, and we've all watched more Jungle Book than I'd care to admit.


Crafty, cake decorating friends have been telling me about the ABC Baking Cake Decorating store for a while now. But, I'm not crafty or good at baking, so I figured it wasn't for me.


However, in a moment of desperation last week, I had a moment of inspiration--I could bribe Asher and Luke to be good with the treat of going to this store to pick out their very own sprinkles for decorating sugar cookies. I thought, "It'll probably be about $10, but I don't care. We'll slip this into the budget somehow."


The boys were good, and we went with my mom to pick out the sprinkles. They had car sprinkles, alphabet sprinkles, little Micky Mouse sprinkles. Our family's only complaint would be that they had no train sprinkles. Sigh...


But, each boy picked their sprinkles: Asher got some plain primary colored dots, and Luke is loving his butterfly sprinkles. Then, I got some cute muffin papers (you probably can't tell from the picture, but they're safari themed). And, our grand total? $4!


If I bought the same things at a grocery store (and mind you, they don't have butterfly sprinkles), I would have paid at least $10.


ABC Cake Decorating
2853 E Indian School Rd
Phoenix, AZ 85016-6857

2 comments:

Carrie said...

A little disappointed there are now train sprinkles ... but I'm totally taking the boys there. Or should I leave them at home and just go by myself!! My sister-in-law LOVES cupcakes ... I think that might be a fun gift!

Cirroc said...

Ah, ABC Cake Decorating. When I was a boy, my mother would promise to take me there in exchange for good behavior. Back then, I was fascinated with little things: tiny cars, champagne bottles, hamburgers, soldiers, anything you can imagine rendered in plastic. ABC had row upon row of bins filled with miniatures. It was my favorite early childhood haunt. And until I read this post, I thought it no longer existed. Thanks, Emily!