Yesterday Ben was feeling a bit bored as Dillon and Mollie are away camping with the scouts and his friend from down the road was out so I suggested that he help me with some baking. 'Is it for us ' he asked, 'no' I replied explaining that it was for a charity cake sale for some children who lived in an orphanage. Alas this didn't tug any heartstrings and he said he would only bake if it was fairy cakes for him. How could I refuse his big brown eyes, so he washed his hands and dragged the stool into the kitchen announcing that he was going to make them all by himself. He measured out the marge (with a little help from me) and sugar and asked to beat them with a spoon because he didn't 'like the noise of that loud thing' (electric beater). Next his favourite job, cracking the eggs, then folding in the flour. He even spooned all the mixture into the cases making very little mess (something Mollie has only done in the last year). After the cakes were cooked and cooled he had great fun making the icing, using a drop of every colour we have, and decorating them. Then it was time to eat.