I found out recently that children with above average intelligence are referred to as Gifted and Talented, or G&T.
I imagine you’d want to be pretty careful going around calling your kid G&T, though, as people may lick them inappropriately.
I’m not entirely sure what the criteria is to be classified as Gifted and Talented.
I think my kids are awesome but I don’t know if they are displaying evidence of superior intelligence.
Talent? Hells yeah. D Man recently busted out some Hammer Time and I damn near called Johnny Young…. except his reinvention flopped like Donald Trump’s coiff in the rain.
Gifted? A picture speaks a thousand words.
I heard recently that children that show a deep interest in dinosaurs may possibly have superior intelligence. If that truly be the case, then my boy is a genius.
We’ve been all about primordial beings for ages.
Not technically eons, as he’s only just turned three, but the train obsession turned into a dinosaur obsession about a year ago and it’s stuck like poo in a bear’s fur.
A day is not done until I have pierced my instep with a triceratops, or discovered a velocoraptor in my butt crack. Twelve months ago I didn’t know my sauropods from my theropods but I’ve had a crash course and I’m hoping someone may soon label me as gifted. Or at least a dino-nerd.
Or maybe they’ll stick with special.
When D Man’s third birthday loomed, it was obvious that it must be a Dinosaur Affair.
One of his favorite things in the whole wide word is a trip to see the dinosaurs at the museum, and we went on Monday to kick off his birthday week.
We also had an archeological dig to mark the occasion. We chipped and hacked at the plaster block to reveal the Tyrannosaurus Rex bones.
You know I love a little cake challenge. You may remember my Hoot Cake from last year, so this year I knew it was all about dinosaur cake. I had never seen one, and the Women’s Weekly Birthday Cake bible didn’t have one so I was flying blind.
I was never going to try to get a gluten-free, sugar-free cake past the toddlers, so I decided I would make a big-ass lamington cake. I thought it would have less sugar because it doesn’t have icing. Does it?
I used 70% dark chocolate and thinned it with milk to make a ganache sort of chocolate coating rather than icing. Many lamington recipes use heaps of sugar in the chocolate icing, so I reckon we came out just on top.
But, you know, it’s a birthday cake after all.
The sponge turned out more dense than I expected, I would say it’s more like a butter cake, but it was yummy and there was only one little piece of dino left, so I reckon he was a RAWRRRRRRing success (except that momentary intake of breath when Mister H suggested it looked like an angry kangaroo.)
I based my cake recipe on this one from Eat, Little Bird, and I doubled it, but she used a KitchenAid, which I don’t have (are you reading this KitchenAid???), so I used ye olde worldy electric beater.
I made the method up, and winged the rest.
This is to make a birthday cake for 25 people.
What you will need :
For the cake –
- 370g plain flour, sifted (I really did it this time)
- 370g butter, room temperature
- 6 eggs, room temperature (which should also weigh about 370g in shell, funnily enough)
- 460g caster sugar (I know, I know!!)
- 80g cornflour
- 4 teaspoons baking powder
- 4 teaspoons vanilla paste, or extract
- 250ml milk
For the icing :
- 150g 70% chocolate, broken into pieces
- 150ml milk
- 1 1/4 cups of dessicated coconut
- green and red food colouring
- a squeeze of cream cheese icing with cocoa for claws, I had some left over from cupcakes or you could cut liquorice.
- a marshmallow for an eye
- Tic Tacs for teeth
Preheat oven to 175C fan forced, or 180C if it’s not.
Line a deep flat cake tin or baking tray with baking paper. Mine is 3 x 9 x 2 inches.
Cream together your butter and sugar until creamy and pale. At least 5 minutes of good beating.
Add your eggs one at a time and continue beating on high for a further 5-7 minutes. Add vanilla, and milk.
Turn beater onto medium and combine your flours and baking powder in a few batches. Try not to beat too much at this stage, but ensure it’s all combined.
Pop into your tray and stick in the oven for about 45-50 minutes, or until a skewer comes out clean. If the top browns too quickly you will need to cover it with foil.
Turn out to cool on a rack, bottom up, and then freeze overnight if you have the time. It will make the cutting part a lot easier. The flat bottom is now the top of your cake.
Remove from freezer and divide in half through the middle. The best way to do this is run the knife around the entire edge, where you think the midpoint is, first. Then ensure that every cut around the knife is on your line.
Spread your raspberry jam on the bottom and sandwich together.
I put foil on my serving tray and then a layer of baking paper on top as the decorating was MESSY! I removed baking paper before serving.
Rearrange shapes to suit and secure the tail with cut skewers. I did the spikes separately, as an afterthought because I had left over bits.
Create a bain marie in a bowl over a saucepan and add your chocolate and milk and stir until melted. Leave to cool slightly. Meanwhile, put one cup of coconut into a bowl, add a few drops of green colouring and mix through with wet hands that you’ve shaken the excess water off. Do the same with the final quarter cup of coconut and the red colouring.
Take your chocolate sauce and gently spoon in on the top and push it over the edges. You will need to get your hands in there and smooth the chocolate sauce on every single little nook and cranny. It will drip on the baking paper. Spoon chocolate over your triangles and gently press the red coconut on all but the side you will stick to the cake.
Once satisfied you need to sprinkle your coconut over the entire cake. It’s tricky to get on the edges, so I pressed it and threw it!
I had left over chocolate icing from the cupcakes in the week to make the claws, but if I didn’t I would use a liquorice strap. Super easy.
Dab some Tic Tacs in your chocolate and stick them on, then cut your eye to your taste.
We had a little party, with a couple of friends. I organised all sorts of fun games, but didn’t play a single one because I was eating sausages and drinking wine.
I am officially shit at kid’s parties.
But I make up for it in cake.
Happy birthday, my darling little stinker. I love you more than life itself.
Hooking up with Jess for some hot tuesday group action. Thanks for having us, as always, Miss J!