Bret pondered on this for a while. The night before their party, the baking began. He's not an organized, neat cook. But he is a good cook. And he likes to challenge himself and try new things. This is his second cake. (His first one, believe it or not, was a three tiered red velvet fondant wedding cake for DAsh.) I think he did a pretty good job. Everything but the cars and flags were edible and we've been snacking on the grand stands now for three days.
Unfortunately the pictures don't do it justice. It was much larger than it appears. A side note - After the party the twins were having a great time eating the "dirt"(graham crackers and oreo's). Their Uncle Geoff came over later in the afternoon and scooped up a bit of the "dirt" to eat. Just as I was saying "NO DON'T EAT THAT!" It was to late and he dropped it in his mouth. You see, the boys way of eating it was to stick out their tongue and drag it through the dirt. You know, like a wet sticky finger in a sugar bowl. Sorry Geoff.