A House of Cake

Public schools in Oregon have a rule of no outside food unless it comes from a grocery store in a plastic container.  <Insert major groan and a rant about the crap ingredients found in those plastic containers.>  This school year my beautiful children complimented me by asking if I could make something for their classes.

My daughter asked her teacher if we could bring in cakepops for their holiday party.  The teacher told her while she wouldn’t allow most parents, since she’d eaten of my stuff before, she would allow it.  I’m not sure if it was the fact she survived past sweets or the fact my bribes had worked well, but either way, I was in!

I told my darling seven-year old daughter she could pick out any design in the Cakepop Holiday book she bought with her own money at the book fair.  After she picked out the hardest design in the book, I told her she had to help me every step of the way.  Here is a pictorial showing you how to make gingerbread house cakepops.  If you want to know about the cake mix, check here.

The lovely model shows how easy it is to scoop.

The lovely model shows how easy it is to scoop.

cakepop shape

She scooped out the right amount and I shaped them into little triangle houses.

building houses

Here’s where the magic happens. Get out all the sprinkles and start adding. You need to use a toothpick to dip in chocolate to place where you want stuff to stick. I piped the edges and roof with melted chocolate wafers in a ziplock bag.

Viola

The finished product — a masterpiece with each house being different.

What you will notice in this pictorial is my daughter wearing a different shirt in each of the photos.  This is important because this shows you don’t have to do it all in one day.  Piecing out each part helps with not becoming overwhelmed at making thirty-five individual houses.  It also helps with including kids who have attention span maximums around an hour.

This cakepop fun allowed my daughter and I to spend several hours over several days together and make something she was proud of.  Anytime I got a little OCD about how something looked, I saw her beaming face with pride and realized this was more her cakepop than mine.  It made them taste even sweeter when her classmates chowed down on gingerbread house shaped goodies..

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