The smash cake part was, of course, the best part of the birthday and I am thrilled with the photos that our photographer Stacey took of it. Seriously, some of the best shots and memories of the whole event.
The smashing took place in our photobooth with the pretty backdrop of 158 photos of Lexi ( how fitting!). Alexis wore a really cute French themed birthday set: a onesie with a big 1 on it, a diaper cover and a birthday hat. Obviously we weren’t going to get our gorgeous birthday outfits all dirty. Thankfully, Smash Baby had the most adorable smash cake set available. What a perfect way of looking cute yet not having to ruin the main birthday outfit.
Honestly I had no idea how the smash cake was going to go. Up until that moment Alexis hadn’t had any sugar at all. She barely had had any juice or anything sweet for that matter except for fruit.
I found an olive oil cake recipe without butter and meant to do a trial run days before the birthday, but of course ran out of time. Needless to say that the cake itself was a disaster. Like anything baking related it never rose even though I followed directions precisely. So it was this thick dense 1 inch cake that definitely couldn’t be smashed. Grandma USA put her cake decorating skills to work and put it on a round dish an then covered the whole thing with the “frosting” i had prepared out of pudding and then added whipped cream so it looked like a bigger cake.
In the end it didn’t matter that the cake wasn’t smashable and half “metal” because Lexi took one look at it, then at me, then at the crowd that was standing in front of her waiting for a Smash Cake show and she started clapping and ran off to see everyone.
We lured her back in, but clearly she was NOT interested in the cake. So my friend Elena took her hand an basically SMASHED it into the cake (Thank you, Lena! lol). After Lexi had a lick she was hooked, she spent the rest of the 20 minutes hanging out with her buddies by the cake licking her hands and enjoying the attention and all the ohs and ahs.
The whole day she was wired on that sugar and wouldn’t stop going going going. We couldn’t get her to sleep for many hours until she just crashed.
I didn’t like nor planned on giving her that much sugar or whipped cream, but a smash cake is somewhat a rite of passage and since my disastrous baking skills left us with not much choice, I am ok with that. It was definitely a lot of fun.