Patron Saint Cake

I may have to name all of my children after saints who also have their own brand of liquor. Al Capone* is being Christened this weekend and we are having a party. Every good party needs desert. Enter St. Brendan's Irish Creme Cake. We discussed using the bottle as a baloon weight, but decided that might be a little much.

Our first child will grow up with a Patron Saint Cake.

1 (18.255 ounce) box butter cake mix

1 (3.4 ounce) box instant vanilla pudding mix.

4 eggs

½ c. vegetable oil

¾ c. Saint Brendan's® Irish Cream Liqueur

1 (18.255 ounce) box chocolate cake mix

1 (3.4 ounce) box instant chocolate pudding mix.

4 eggs

½ c. vegetable oil

¾ c. Saint Brendan's® Irish Cream Liqueur

Frosting:

2 cans cream cheese frosting.

4 Tbs. St. Brendan's Irish Cream

Combine with electric mixer

Preheat oven to 350˚.

NOTE: Prepare each cake mix recipe sepatately

In a large bowl, combine cake mix, pudding mix, eggs and oil. Beat with an electric mixer on medium speed. Add Saint Brendan’s®. Spoon into 9 inch round cake pans. Bake 25-30 minutes or until top is golden and sides pull away. Cool on wire rack.

Alternate layers of chocolate and butter cake mixes and frost with cream cheese frosting.

*To learn more about Al Capone click here. I promise I didn't really name my child Al Capone.

Confessions

I never realized how anti-censorship I was until I realized how much age (in)appropriate material we give our own child. Here's this week's list:

• I read Harry Potter 1 and 4 aloud to him last week.
• Last Friday, we had a prolonged discussion (okay more of a lecture) about road trip metaphors.
  
• Rakicy read Once a Runner to him. New words include: bastard, shit, etc.
  
• I told Rakicy to turn on the television as background noise. An hour later I realized that the background noise was Sahara.
• Rakicy turns on the radio or plays music on the computer when Boutros if fussy. Yesterday, I discovered them listening to Lil' Wayne's Lollipop.

Clearly, all of this exposure has had no lasting effect.*

*I say this had more to do with being a First Friday baby then being exposed to older reading material.