Hot Glue Friday!

I have a million little crafts to share, but this one required no glue. Yesterday, Firstborn turned 9. NINE! Where does the time go?!

Most nine year-old boys request cakes with Johnny Test, or Scooby Doo, or one of those seizure-inducing action-adventure anime things from Japan. Here's what I made at Firstborn's request:


I ask you, what nine year-old asks for a Metallica-themed birthday cake? Apparently, it's this one:


Happy Birthday, metalhead.

Comments

Unknown said…
Happy Birthday to First Born! Wow - 9 Years Old! That's a big one! Metallica cake! That's too funny!
September 21, 2012 at 2:50 PM
Debra She Who Seeks said…
Rock on, little dude, rock on! Happy Bday!
September 21, 2012 at 7:58 PM
Glenda said…
Love the cake and the photo of your little Metalhead! Just perfect!
September 22, 2012 at 2:17 AM
Frostbite and Sunburn said…
Great cake but it's making we worried about what he might request for his 10th, or 15th or 18th birthday!! LOL
September 22, 2012 at 8:55 AM
Tricky Nag said…
Great cake!
Happy Birthday!!
September 24, 2012 at 12:36 PM
Quirky Homemaker said…
LOL! That's awesome!! Happy Birthday!
September 28, 2012 at 5:30 PM
Anonymous said…
Happy Happy Birthday (belated) to your super cute 9 year old!!
September 29, 2012 at 9:29 AM
Dimple said…
I just read a blog that I think you will want to read, also.
http://livingwithautismandfragilex.blogspot.ca/

I found the link at this blog:
http://www.fragilexfiles.com/

Blessings to you!
October 17, 2012 at 5:39 AM
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