I’ve constructed a lot of cakes in my life — from a 3D sailboat for a co-worker’s birthday to a wedding cake with a Pez bride and groom on top.

Never have I created a confection as ill-behaved as today’s, though.

Maybe it was the predatory nature of the shark on top. Not my fault — I don’t pick soccer team mascots. I merely re-create them in frosting. Maybe the cake had spent too much time around Big Guy and picked up a case of his perpetual motion heeby-jeebys.

Whatever the reason, this cake would not behave.

One second, it sat meekly on the table. The next, swaths of its frosting had jumped from the top into several kids’ mouths.

Can’t imagine what made the cake act that way. Guess some desserts don’t like to play quietly by themselves.

Copyright 2008 Debra Legg. All rights reserved.

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