Then WCK decided that Jay needed a party with a Star Wars theme. We bought Star Wars plates and napkins, and then we baked a cake and decorated it with Star Wars figures. It was originally going to be just an Ewok cake, but then, as we tend to do with cakes around here, we ended up getting a little nuts. Don't worry: All of the figures took nice, long baths in hot, soapy water before they were placed on the cake:
If you'll look closely, you'll notice that three of the Ewoks are about waist-deep in cake, the poor fellas. As I pulled off all of the figures, I turned to Jay and said a sentence I've never said before: "Would you like to lick the Ewok?"
For the record, he did not want to lick the Ewok. Party pooper.