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Reconciliation

Yesterday was just another day in Ag's household.

After mom and daughter both had a tantrum (and it was a doosy, folks), we kissed, hugged and made up over cupcakes.  






More specifically, Hummingbird Bakery's Vanilla Cupcakes.  

Look - I found a use for those danged teacup saucers!

As before and as now, these are wonderful cupcakes.  And so easy to make!!  I made this recipe (which is actually half of the recipe that can be found in the book) and it made 24 mini cupcakes (plus a huge spoonful of extra batter for the elder baker in the house).  I used the ingredients for the icing, but I did not measure.  I just mixed to taste and texture.


We took them over to Dear Husband's work today for a last minute afternoon tea break.  It was quite last minute, so my Dear Husband could only duck out for a few minutes to enjoy his coffee, cake and the-cutest-of-cute company. 



With the beautiful weather here, I've been going a bit crazy with the camera (can you tell?).  So, I'll leave you with one of my favs.


What does this gorgeous weather inspire you to do?

Enjoy!!

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  1. well, I can tell you that your cupcakes inspire me to want one of my own! what great pics...thanks for sharing!!

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  2. What a beautiful picture of your sweet girls! Your cupcakes look delicious but way to pretty to eat! I bet your husband loved his hand delivered treat.

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  3. I have never tried to make real cupcakes...I mean edible, I am worried they will not be nice...and I love them...that is why I make a lot of fabric ones, they always turn out fine...well, I think I will try out this recipe, thanks for sharing, but first off to Amazon to get a mini muffin tray.

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