Healthy & Delicious

Last night, after the wedding, while we were sitting at the reception, it became pretty clear that the Bug's fever, that he'd had all day, wasn't going to get any better despite the tylenol we'd pushed through his little system.  He rallied right when we got to the reception, drinking three small glasses of pink lemonade and eating half of a cocktail sandwich before crawling back into my lap and petering out right as dinner arrived. By this time it was 6pm, and we had a full night of reception activities including special dances like the daddy/daughter dance, bouquet toss and toasts still yet to go.  But most importantly, was the cake.  We had been using the cake as a reward for Bunny's continued good behavior all day.

Cake cutting was pretty far down on the list of scheduled events in our program.  Which left us in a bit of a conundrum.  We'd promised Bunny cake.  She'd been asking about it all day.  We'd used it unrelentingly all day to get our beautiful daughter to walk slowly down the isle at the appropriate time, sit quietly through the service, and pose prettily for the myriad of after ceremony wedding photos. Could we really leave before the cake cutting after so many promises? 

Well, turns out we could.  As long as we stopped at the store on the way home and got a cake so Bunny could get her promised piece.  So that's what we did.  We said our goodbyes, made our apologies pointing to our passed out and very sweaty Bug as the reason for our quickie departure and made our way out right after dinner. 

Then we stopped at the store and bought something similar to this:

It was yummy and chocolatety and wonderful.  But it was heavy and sat in my tummy all night and I wished I hadn't had even the small sliver (okay.. two small slivers) that I did.  This morning, the cake was mostly still in tact, but the whipped cream icing was a little melty.  I'm seriously considering throwing the half that's left out.

Tonight, I'm made this.

Fresh Blueberries, sliced bananas and vanilla yogurt with granola.  Who could resist this beautiful parfait? And I'm betting this sits better in my tummy and is better for all my jiggly parts than the rest of that cake would be.

Seriously... Thoughts?