But instead when I looked in the oven I saw this:
...a cupcake explosion! Augh! I let out some kind of scream and James came running to my rescue. I had to tell him about the surprise and how they were ruined.
I was really quite bummed about it.
James didn't care, he loved the surprise. He was very cute about it. The boys ate cupcakes for breakfast!
P.S. I would consider myself a good cook, but I really don't bake all that much and this was a new recipe. Now I know, I filled them too full.
(and for the record they were still delicious)