Bath Time, Cake Pop Bribes

I have mentioned before my talented friend Sara who started Sarandipity Sweets.  If you made the recipe or tasted my cookies, you will surely not forget the most amazing chocolate chip cookies (of which I ate about 30 of this week).  And then there are the cake pops.  What people don’t get and I didn’t understand until I tasted them myself is that not only are they the most adorable snack on the planet but they taste phenomenal!

A few weeks ago, I ordered a dozen monkey cake pops for my good friend Lindsay’s baby shower.  A couple of days before they were supposed to arrive, I received an email from Sara telling me that there had been a shipping mix up and I was receiving another person’s order of 45 cake pops and that my monkey pop order would be delayed by a day.  I felt bad that Sara had to remake the orders because I know how hard she works on her side business, but I was secretly thrilled about the extra cake pops.

The night we came home and found them on our front door step, I think Andy and I each ate 2-3 and we also gave one to Belén.  She LOVED it which is not surprising because she pretty much loves things made of sugar.

Over the course of the past couple of weeks, we have shared cake pops with friends and family and everyone adores them and are surprised with how tasty they are.  But I have to say, the biggest cake pop fan is our little daughter.

So tonight when we were dreading bath time even more than normal because Belén has a diaper sore which would likely make a grown man scream upon entering a warm bath (plenty of experience with this due to sports bra and other running chafe burns), I came up with a desperate, albeit ingenious idea…cake pop bribe in the bath tub.

I knew it was going to work when Belén followed me and the cake pop in my hand into the bathroom, crying…because lately it is normal for her to avoid the bathroom at bath time like the plague.  We got her undressed and then gave her the cake pop.  We also allowed her to remain standing and coaxed her to look up while we rinsed her hair to avoid the water from getting in her face, her dreaded part of the bath.

Before: Full on screaming, air sucking, drama, trauma, the worse experience in her short life.

After: Well, see for yourself….

Not so bad…

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