Famished Famished River Horses

My husbands birthday is tomorrow.

We all know what that means . . . more hilarious pictures of a very poorly iced cake! Yay!

In case you don't remember this is what I made last year:

I just don't know how I'm going to top myself, though I do have some shark and dolphin shaped sprinkles I've been wanting to use for a while now.

But that'll all have to wait til tomorrow. For now I have an early birthday present of sorts. My husband has this very strange fascination with Hippos (as well as baby sea turtles but that one I can understand) and to help fuel his weird love I made him a Hippo treasury:

As we all know a birthday and a hippo go hand in hand right? Especially when they're about to pull you out of your boat and drown you, the loveable scamps.

It's also Linda's birthday today, so everyone wish her a Happy Birthday as well.

And a One, and a Two . . .

You're the Birthday, you're the birthday, you're the birthday Boy or Girl!

Why isn't anyone else singing? Come on, I'm sure you know the great not-copyrighted Birthday song that all the restaurants sing so they don't get sued.

Well you could at least try some of the banana cake up top . . . AHHHH!

*trampled by all the Hippos fleeing in terror*

Next year he's getting a box of earthworms for his birthday.