Sugar rush, indeed.

This is what we had for dessert last night... a very-much-slapdash version of the Candy Land cake. The 'official' cake sites recommend that you put two 9x13 cakes together for this cake. I have been trying (and doing a good job, thankyouverymuch) to cut down on sweets for the past few weeks, so I only made one 9x13 cake. I just didn't want that much cake in the house. But it meant that my game board got pretty squished up, and there was only so much I could do with the path, and there were a lot of extras that we had to do without. (There were also issues with finding some of the candy... for example, I searched several stores for those marshmallow peanuts, and never did find any.) If this were a big birthday party-scale cake, I might have been disappointed with it. But for Sunday night dinner, it was fine.

And you know what? The kids loved it. Of course. It took them a second to catch on to what it was. And then Mallory pulled the red lollipop out and started sucking away, and Liam plucked one of the marshmallow ice cream cones, and finally I scooped the whole thing up off the table and took it away to slice it up before they could pillage it any more.

I didn't sleep well last night. I think the sugar hit my system particularly hard. I'm into full-scale detox today.